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How many times can you learn the same lesson?
Either we learn the lesson, or we’ll carry it with us, for as long as it takes to get it, wether it will be six or forty-four years or anything in between.
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Finding my words.
My head is bursting of ideas, but I don’t know yet how to put them into words. Sometimes they are so many and I forget to be patient with them. As my day goes towards an end I miss all the things I thought of instead of remembering all the things I did do. And…
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Growing through the last layers of snow.
Only when everything breaks down we can rebuilt freely and up to endless potential. Here I am two months later, which feel like an eternity. I am not the same. My life is not the same. Every thing exploded and I am growing the most beautiful existence I ever imagined. My words are shy, and…
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5 minutes a day are 30 hours a year.
“If only a week had 10 days” and “If I could add a few more hours into the day” Who isn’t guilty of thinking or saying something in those lines out loud at least a few times in their life? Doing more. We always feel like we have to do more of everything. More work,…
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kesityu. 