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In the end, it was the secrets that held me hostage and fuelled my depression, but, once released, emancipation - from fear, shame, guilt and judgement - was finally possible
B.G. Bowers
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My hand-stitched wings itchto take flightto test the winds of changethat inevitably blow at the end of a cycle
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Sometimes you have to cross the boundaries of Death in order to discover the meaning of Life
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There are those whose love awakens our own and those whose love undermines. As long as we are blind to this fact, true love will elude us
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I have forsaken her for a place I will never belong, but will always remain under her spell, forever to be, a child of my motherland
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