I was meant to bloom where I was planted. I float like dust in the wind not knowing what or who I really am. Feeling weightless I go where it takes me. But who am I? I am dust and I am dirt. I’m the dust that makes mountains, the dirt that life grows from, the forces that create the gusts of winds that you hide from. I am she, life breathes in me and I breathe life in everything that makes you...
I was meant to bloom where I was planted. I float like dust in the wind not knowing what or who I really am. Feeling weightless I go where it takes me.
But who am I? I am dust and I am dirt. I’m the dust that makes mountains, the dirt that life grows f... selfhelp stories
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Are you any less than Wonder Woman?

I was meant to bloom where I was planted. I float like dust in the wind not knowing what or who I really am. Feeling weightless I go where it takes me. But who am I? I am dust and I am dirt. I’m the dust that makes mountains, the dirt that life grows from, the forces that create the gusts of winds that you hide from. I am she, life breathes in me and I breathe life in everything that makes you...

You reduce me to your fantasies and to your desires. I am a fire. I am a mirror. I am a passionate fire of my mother’s dreams that came before me. I am my fathers reflection of dreams he saw for himself. I have more in me than your feeble mind could ever fathom. Even if your fantasies try they couldn’t contain me

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