Wounded hearts are beautiful In essence, courageous In our darkest unsettling times Nature illuminates the core of our stress So that we come to realize importants of our existence, in which we emphasize the purpose to dignified feelings We become close to the flame, so close That merit finds its way into our actions All in the choice That we decide to look deeply Into our hearts
Reason for writing:
My Daughter
Birth sign: Aries
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