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You Were Born With Potential. You Were Born With Goodness And Trust. You Were Born With Ideals And Dreams. You Were Born With Greatness. You Were Born With Wings. You Are Not Meant For Crawling, So Don't. You Have Wings. Learn To Use Them And Fly.

Birdsong Brings Relief To My Longing. I Am Just As Ecstatic As They Are, But With Nothing To Say.

Today, Let Us Swim Wildly, Joyously In Gratitude.

This Is How I Would Die Into The Love I Have For You: As Pieces Of Cloud Dissolve In Sunlight.

Everything Has To Do With Loving And Not Loving.