Category: the basket of random posts filled with beauty
a big basket of posts that don’t seem to fit in anywhere, but that are still full of beauty
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I was left with all these holes in the fabric of my heart, because you could not give me, what you did not possess. But, I nurtured them in silence. Filled them with beauty. And see now, flowers have grown where there once was nothing. — I am no longer hungry for what you could…