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Sep 2019
How much is your soul worth to you? Because you gorge on the fruit of your soul every day , tell me have you ever tried sewing before reaping? You’ll notice the holes you dig are not to bury yourself but to grow you. You realize the pain of loneliness in the dark soil and the cracking of your shell is what births you, and with every leaf that uncoils is your past and present meeting the sun. Realize the flowers you bloom are yours. So before you crack the ground of your soul and over draw the account on your life for something... remember what you did to bloom that flower.
Allissa Clifton
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