freedom is not dreaming. I've realize that freedom is when you feel truly alive, when you touch the air and feel the rain. I think that freedom is totally and completely levity, when nothing can't stop you from moving and go where you need to go. Is when you take risk and let the sunlight shine on your skin, I believe that freedom is when you find yourself as the ocean within flowing through life, that's when you can see through the window beyond buildings or houses, is dancing or jumping, I think that freedom is entirely and completely achievable and real.
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But you touched me and suddenly I was a lilac sky
And you decided purple just wasn't for you ... 🎵
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from bad mood by paul guest, published in my index of slightly horrifying knowledge
[Text ID: But I said it wasn't so bad. And it wasn't. There were days when knives of noon light sliced the sky apart like tangerines. /End ID]
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“I love the privacy of rain,”
— Helen Dunmore, from Inside The Wave: Poems; “Privacy of Rain,”
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the amount of time that we invest into people just for us to end up being strangers again is something that i will never understand
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Czeslaw Milosz, tr. by Robert Haas, from “Late Ripeness”, Second Space: New Poems
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Horacio Quiroz aka Emireth Herrera Horacio R. Quiroz (Mexican, b. 1977, Mexico City, Mexico) - Hands, Paintings: Oil on Canvas
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