p.s. he wears my kisses like his favorite pair on shoes...

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p.s. petals are from GOD so I'm never FEARING thorns...

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p.s. writing plants the love I've been chasing...

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p.s. art is the love the world needs but rejects...

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p.s. mental health is never perfect but you can learn to love the perfection in brokenness...

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p.s. Find your passions and sacrifice the spaces you're comfortable in to make room for progress...

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p.s. I don't get up early because I like it, I do it so my dreams can stay up late...

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p.s. poetry is just life painted in cursive...

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p.s. there is a poem for that...

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p.s. her body language has me tongue tied...

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p.s. the future holds whatever is in God's hands, so let Him carry your mind and put your worries at ease...

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p.s. what's more beautiful than a smile that is new...when midnight speaks let your soul sing...

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p.s. poetry is the words I keep silent in my head coming alive...

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P.S. this season is not the same, a name that changed everything...

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P.S. peace is planted not bought...

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P.S. sacrifice is to love what a heart is to a breath...

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P.S. being a hero is not about the cape, mask, or special powers, but simply being brave enough to walk in your own skin each day unapologetically... Walking through the fire, stepping over fear, and leaving doubt behind... Because the next second, thought, or moment is the real tomorrow as we continue to get stronger from the mistakes of yesterday...

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p.s. the way she made my heart stop felt like a sign...

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p.s. happiness is temporary but joy is forever...

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p.s. move me by your truth and may I not be moved by my understanding of your word...

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p.s. subscribe to Jesus...

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P.S. our coffee conversations are bitter sweet...

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P.S. attached to THE VINE so your petals will never wilt...

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P.S. there's nothing wrong with being a big kid, because we are HIS...

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P.S. walking through life without Jesus is like going to the fridge looking for food and you know you haven't been grocery shopping yet...

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P.S. protect your energy like you're always running on empty...

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P.S. I am he who has messed up, and I am he who is improving...

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P.S. my mind is not yours, it is the Lords...

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P.S. tat my skin up with all my problems until I run out of room...

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P.S. success is seeing what's not there like it's something you've possessed before...

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