
just breathe,
and stay here in your peace
– butterflies rising
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paper planes, or angel wings, anything to lift the heavy, to let him dream…
he’s always been searching for some way to escape gravity
– butterflies rising
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paper planes,
or angel wings, anything
to lift the heavy, to let her dream…
she’s always been searching for some
way to escape gravity
– butterflies rising
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i want to remember the depth and the feel of the stars that i come from, and always hold an unshakable knowing of the voice in my soul so close… but be wild-winged, chasing my wild curiosity, running wild-spirited on starlit nights under wide-open skies, growing and discovering and feeling it all… i want to know what it’s like to be steady in the soul and free in the spirit.
– butterflies rising
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may the
sunrise bring you peace
and fill your soul with
possibility
– butterflies rising
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sometimes the healing
isn’t as complicated as it feels,
it just asks for space, and surrender, and release…
allowing time to turn the pages
and the memories to fade,
just letting all those messes untangle
and what’s gone to fall away
– butterflies rising
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