
that wild in your heart,
those flowers in your chest,
and the fire in your blood
– butterflies rising
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that wild in your heart,
those flowers in your chest,
and the fire in your blood
– butterflies rising
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i’ve never needed
for a dress or a ring,
but a hand held,
a promise kept,
a heartbeat felt,
a soul seen…
those are the things of
my everything
– butterflies rising
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freedom of religion
honors your freedom to your religion,
but it also honors…
the freedom from your religion,
and the freedom of other religions,
the freedom of spirituality that isn’t
found through or bound by religion,
and the freedom from any religion at all.
it’s the freedom to believe what
resonates as truth for you and brings
peace to your soul.
– butterflies rising
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he looks at her the way she looks
at flowers… like she’s just this beautiful
wildness on fire.
– butterflies rising
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poetry is my scripture,
music is my gospel,
empathy and kindness are my witness,
creativity and love are my worship
– butterflies rising
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i think it’s a good thing,
how we can search desperately to
find reasons for how cruel people can
be to others, and still never find any
understanding of it…
it means we’re just not capable of the
same cruelty within ourselves… and i think
that’s a really good thing.
– butterflies rising
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A Good Thing…
i think it’s a good thing,
how we can struggle in such desperation
for clarity and still never find a way to make
any sense of how they treated us…
i think it means we’re just not capable of
that same cruelty within ourselves.
and i think that’s a really good thing.
– butterflies rising
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