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    John Mark Green quote. One by one she slew her fears, and then planted a flower garden over their graves

    One by one she slew her fears, and then planted a flower garden over their graves

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    John Mark Green quote. The self-righteous scream judgments against others to hide the noise of skeletons dancing in their own closets

    The self-righteous scream judgments against others to hide the noise of skeletons dancing in their own closets

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    John Mark Green quote. The way our fingers intertwine feels so natural and right; as if our hands hold memories of meeting in a thousand other lifetimes

    The way our fingers intertwine feels so natural and right; as if our hands hold memories of meeting in a thousand other lifetimes

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    John Mark Green quote. The Ache That Would Not LeaveBehind the hum and routine of daily living, there lay a persistent and wild longing for something she could not easily put into words. It felt like impulsive adventures and watching the sun rise over unfamiliar mountains, or coffee in a street café, set to the background music of a foreign language. It was the smell of the ocean, with dizzying seagulls whirling in a cobalt sky; exotic foods and strange faces, in a city where no one knew her name. She wanted secrets whispered at midnight, and road trips without a map, but most of all, she ached for someone who desired to explore the mysteries that lay sleeping within her. The truly heartbreaking part was that she could feel the remaining days of her life falling away, like leaves from an autumn tree, but still this mysterious person who held the key to unlock her secrets did not arrive; they were missing, and she knew not where to find them

    The Ache That Would Not LeaveBehind the hum and routine of daily living, there lay a persistent and wild longing for something she could not easily put into words. It felt like impulsive adventures and watching the sun rise over unfamiliar mountains, or coffee in a street café, set to the background music of a foreign language. It was the smell of the ocean, with dizzying seagulls whirling in a cobalt sky; exotic foods and strange faces, in a city where no one knew her name. She wanted secrets whispered at midnight, and road trips without a map, but most of all, she ached for someone who desired to explore the mysteries that lay sleeping within her. The truly heartbreaking part was that she could feel the remaining days of her life falling away, like leaves from an autumn tree, but still this mysterious person who held the key to unlock her secrets did not arrive; they were missing, and she knew not where to find them

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    John Mark Green quote. He'd been saving up his love for years and years, waiting for the right personto spend his fortune on

    He'd been saving up his love for years and years, waiting for the right personto spend his fortune on

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