And all around, people fall like leaves in the snow. But those who cut you down, do not know, they are planting a forest.
Monday, November 14, 2011
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I need you to understand something. I wrote this for you. I wrote this for you and only you. Everyone else who reads it, doesn’t get it. They may think they get it, but they don’t. This is the sign you’ve been looking for. You were meant to read these words.
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17 comments:
This is powerful.
Thank you, for putting my emotion into words. Clear-cut. Straight to the heart.
Profound!
wow, brilliant
Sorry I haven't stalked your blog in a while :(
Can I please repost this?
I am honoured and humbled everytime it happens. Of course, thank you.
you are finite and infinite
part and whole
the thread through time
and time itself
you are
So beautiful.
yes yeS yEssss YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS !!! !!!!!
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my trees have rings that stretch on for miles. with each delicate situation or earth shattering tragedy i flourish and sprout in colors you wouldn't believe. you have not burned me, destroyed me, or ruined me, you've made me new once again.
Thank you for the reminder. :)
My forest is already cultivated. Cut me down all you want. You on't ever remove my roots. Me.
They used agent orange on me.
My protest is called Occupy Cosmos.
Universe is expanding, occupy what you wish :)
The leaves buried underneath a soft blanket of snow are just as beautiful.
So true. Words are so powerful...
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