' The wound is the place where the Light enters you.
Donβt grieve.
Anything you lose comes round in another form.
ππ
Something opens our wings.
Something makes boredom and hurt disappear.
Someone fills the cup in front of us:
We taste only sacredness.'πΊπ·ποΈποΈ
πΊπ·ποΈποΈ
Donβt grieve.
Anything you lose comes round in another form.
ππ
Something opens our wings.
Something makes boredom and hurt disappear.
Someone fills the cup in front of us:
We taste only sacredness.'πΊπ·ποΈποΈ
πΊπ·ποΈποΈ
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