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Thoughts #2

Your body is a museum of natural disasters, can you grasp how stunning that is.

The tired sunsets and the tired people - it takes a lifetime to die and no time at all.

But if I sit in the rain maybe I can drown in something other than my own thoughts

The silence after the rain... How quickly the sky pulls herself together

Depression is being colour blind and constantly told how colourful the world is.

The ocean does not apologize for its depth, the mountains do not seek forgiveness for the space they take and so, neither shall I!

There's nobody more honest than the sky, it shows you all its colors.

I still remember you as a little girl who overwaters plants because she doesn't know when to stop giving.

The silence between the hiding sun and the rising moon is beautiful too.

She wanted nothing more than to turn life into art. That's why she danced through her pain and smiled in the dark.

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