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I have no desire to know others wealth I prefer to prosper in my own health, I gauged long ago that I won’t be cash rich But I can thrive and thrive in the way I live, So everything I got in material possession Is not that much but it’s not by obsession, My loved
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Dredge my insides Take what you can, I give my all to you My love and my truth, This is my treasure That I submit to you, And understand it’s my gift It is a spiritual shift, Step closer to me And fill the unconscious rift.
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Bleed love for me Weep joyous tears As we choose to be, Reflections of our spirits And conscious beliefs, Harmonising as one Radiating under the sun, You and me can combine Like few have ever done, Let’s both yearn and ache, To live with a passion more than this World have ever seen or known.
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In a world that often feels divided and overwhelmed by stress, manifesting love and kindness has never been more essential. Cultivating compassion and peace is not just a personal journey but a collective necessity that can transform communities and heal hearts. By embracing intentional practices that nurture empathy and grace, we can create ripples of
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My life is an absolute abundance of light, love and peace bundled up and ready to be released, like a tsunami of spiritual consciousness and blessing and may it shower over all.
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Make love like it’s all there is Invest your heart and soul in it Commit your consciousness To the very moment of passion Give all you have without ration.
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I’ve got the symptoms You are the medicine, I got the shivers You keep me warm, I got the madness You keep me calm, I am feeling isolated But you are my company, I suffer from darkness But you bring the light, I can be blind at times But you bring insight.
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If you saw me you didn’t acknowledge me You walked by and left me cold and lonely, What kind of person would do that to me Someone who doesn’t care and refuses to see, So I will walk away and find a new warmth and light And not longer will I be alone every night.
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I’ve met the men who act like manly men, to the ones who hold the hands during the period pains suffered by their girlfriend’s, I see two wide and obvious extremes, one type caring the other seems mean, but in the middle there are so many more, struggling to find the right balance of less
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I’ve never understood why in new relationships, one often abandons their own unique self to morph into something that mimics their new partner. They fell in love with you, not a carbon copy of them.
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