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If you can't be happy for yourself
Be happy for the moon
thank you for lighting my darkness
Brick
        By
            Brick
A house is built
Hour
        By
            Hour
The house becomes a home
Day
        By
            Day
The home turns into memories
Year
        By
            Year
The memories turn into people
Century
        By
            Century
The people turn into stories
Story
        By
            Story
Stories turn into legends
Legend
        After
            Legend
History is changed
Piece
        By
            Piece
Lives are changed
Person
        By
            Person
Love is spread
One Love
        After
            Another
Bricks are purchased
That build houses
That turn into homes
That create memories
That turn into people
That turn into stories
That turn into legends
That change history
And it all started with
Just. One. Brick.
Sometimes it's tough when you are just laying bricks to see the end picture, but it makes a difference in the end! It can be so easy at times to feel like we aren't doing enough to help others or to grow ourselves, but one ripple affects the entire pond.
 Apr 2018 Hana Třasková
skyler
people change everyday
so i vow to fall in love with you
every time the sun rises

s.s
Thank people for sharing their thoughts with you.
Giving voice to those jumbled lines inside the mind is one of the most precious gifts a person can offer.
"A penny for your thoughts."
As if a monetary value could be placed on those silent ideas that so rarely escape the confines of their prison.
Those seemingly unimportant thoughts are sacred.
When a person shares aloud their inner dialogue, they are speaking less of their ideas and more of their trust in you.
Thank people for sharing their thoughts with you.
 Oct 2017 Hana Třasková
Jasmine
I repulse, myself
And want to start over.
Second thoughts,
mistrust.
Issues arising,
from a simple dose
of self-doubt.
And putting words
in one’s mouth.
All in my head;
an endless
merry go round.
Madness struck again,
tears flowing down
and I tell me; myself
for my sake,
“leave me alone”
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