And any given day, get that love. And it is inevitable to realize what piece is part of your future if one tells the truth. That much peace and responsibility, see pictures of the future, provided only for today. And I begin to feel lighter luggage. Some things in this bag is not mine, some were forgotten, and some are new, are the story of that other who walks the road, next door. And then it seems that all the work is already done. Deep breath as he rests after a search erratic, sad and seductive. I take my three shirts that cover my wounded soul rage this summer. And I begin to contemplate new. How does it feel? how to think? how it smells? how do you choose?. Training my eyes do not miss a lateral view, Almabrazo with delivery. I look back and forth to my fears. And I still have that little certainty that whatever happens, the roots go deep weaving. After the break and just when I start to believe that the goal look behind me: I feel the subtle voice of stagnation. There is a pond, is a landscape. There is a ground. And I understand clearly while watching 4 children born of the love being returned. Is a union that has a what is a magnificent blend of fertilizer. It is the base, land, and the tool. I now have happy, thinking, in ways that we can together take from today to be the change want to see in the world. This love is a gift and a commitment, because we have the secret, the strength and unity needed to be with the people and stories. We resume the meeting to walk the planet ... we are the machines that take every drop of the Dead Sea salt. We, together, the first cry of pain. And the first hint of the moon. We, together, the team belongs to God, the mirror needs to be heard, and the transformer to plug the time and space. Make this a twisted energy. Let the network that supports the flying, go out to fly knowing that holds down the news that we tie ... Returning this love to the world. Let's honor this meeting, we leave to care, to love, to accompany. This love, that sounded a purpose, now I know at the beginning, in turn, to awaken, to travel, to give. All those things we believe when we are alone Logar, are tiny by two forces intersect and are complicit ... are attached to the dispute and even boredom. This love is my door and round my bed pillow. This love is the strength to surrender without fear, what is asked of me. I can fall in love and fall out of love a thousand times, look at you with tired, sore, anger and tenderness. I can feel far away and feel you near. I can make love and make war. I can be while we're gone. I can because I love to love you with the truth of everyday life. I can choose this love because their love is real contradictions. Weaving and weaving. Nurturing and caring. Elbow to elbow.
Neither you nor I, "we" live. We filled a resource for everyone. If I stay is because I have no alternative. Is inevitable. I'm where I have to be. This is the peace of certainty, and certainty of peace. And if you first believe and want, then build, grow and bequeath. Do not ask support this love intact. Reelected ask every day, and if you sleep, wake up knowing no yelling, cuddling and with full awareness of your value.
I propose the honor of truth, the heat always be, the wings of differentiation and the color of awakening. I propose to cross. Look out, grow and organize the march to defend the joy.
may not be the best woman, but I could be yours.
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