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"She's engaged but not in love. I've discovered there are so many. They're dreamers, those who've waited for their prince charming and not seeing him arrive, started to think they had been wrong. They started to think that their prince charming fell from his horse and is now in the local hospital's recovery ward.
Taken by the fear of being left alone and by the need of some tenderness, they hooked up with the white horse." Fabio Volo |
If it doesn't work horizontally as prose...
it probably won't work any better vertically pretending to be poetry. ~Robert Brault |
Being deeply loved by someone gives you strength, while loving someone deeply gives you courage. - Lao Tzu
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"Taking care of yourself makes you stronger for everyone in your life … including you." - Kelly Rudolph
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When I dare to be powerful, to use my strength in the service of my vision, then it becomes less and less important whether I am afraid. —Audre Lorde
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Happiness must be a jealous pet. When you try seeking yours out, it tends to keep hidden. But as soon as you turn to help a friend find his, your own happiness comes bounding out of the darkness like some crazed animal.
- Richelle Goodrich |
"No human relation gives one possession in another—every two souls are absolutely different. In friendship or in love, the two side by side raise hands together to find what one cannot reach alone."
— Kahlil Gibran |
Look To this Day
Look to this day: For it is life, the very life of life. In its brief course Lie all the verities and realities of your existence. The bliss of growth, The glory of action, The splendour of achievement Are but experiences of time. For yesterday is but a dream And tomorrow is only a vision; And today well-lived, makes Yesterday a dream of happiness And every tomorrow a vision of hope. Look well therefore to this day; Such is the salutation to the ever-new dawn! - Kalidasa Hindu Poet |
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you have broken them and all you are is what you've washed yourself in a blood bank past of hurricane hearts stolen from highway eyes -Jardine©copyright2015 |
YOUR EYES ARE MY SUNRISE THE SUNSET
DISAPPEARING INTO THE SPARKLING OCEAN YOU ARE THE OCEAN I WILL SWIM FOREVER TO BE WITH YOU YOU ARE EVERY BIRD AND EVERY TIGER AND EVE RY CLOUD YOU ARE THE RAIN FALLING AL L OVER ME THE TEARS OF MY LIFE DISA PPEAR WITH YOUR PRESENCE MY BLOOD MY BREATH MY LOVE IS YOURS IT HAS ALWAYS BEEN YOURS PATIENTLY WAITING FOR YOU TO FIND ME TO NOTICE ME AS YOU HAVE NOW MY EY ES WATCHING YOU AND YOUR EYES WATCH ING ME FINIALLY TOGETHER WE ARE ONE THE SETTING SUN DISAPPEARING INTO THE SPARKLING OCEAN THE SUBTLE MOON AND EVERY STAR TOGETHER WE ARE TOMORROWS SUNRISE |
. . . “Paper is poverty. It is the ghost of money and not money itself.”– Thomas Jefferson, 1743-1826
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