I hold my pain as a soft, vulnerable gift and allow it to be. For everything that I am and everything I have ever been is as delicate as a bubble that has been crafted with the most extraordinary care that allows it to be, and for all of my shortcomings and failures, there is victory too, and with every breath that I take, I simply am.
Poems and Petals 
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Perfect
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You are very kind!
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Beautiful.
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Thanks Debbie!
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Beautiful! ❤
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