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To myself, I love you more than the trees and you’re my soul, so you know what that means to me You’ve seen it all, You’ve felt every raw emotion Burried deep within self hatred, your own destruction Every condescending word that made you feel unheard, You rise above Exhale the past, inhale your truth My life.. this tree I am the fruit. Coming through the ground with the deepest of roots You are love, You are light You’re the wind that you adore You are the rain.. how heavy it pours YOU are the lightening and thunder yelling out screaming; “look at this moment, how the clouds shield the light just for you” rest. Lay upon these clouds shout so loud; that even the gates of heaven are proud
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Apr 30, 2021
Apr 30, 2021 at 12:30 PM UTC
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To myself, I love you more than the trees and you’re my soul, so you know what that means to me You’ve seen it all, You’ve felt every raw emotion Burried deep within self hatred, your own destruction Every condescending word that made you feel unheard, You rise above Exhale the past, inhale your truth My life.. this tree I am the fruit. Coming through the ground with the deepest of roots You are love, You are light You’re the wind that you adore You are the rain.. how heavy it pours YOU are the lightening and thunder yelling out screaming; “look at this moment, how the clouds shield the light just for you” rest. Lay upon these clouds shout so loud; that even the gates of heaven are proud
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Apr 30, 2021
Apr 30, 2021 at 12:30 PM UTC
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