You are exquisite in your suffering, beautiful in your pain. You make me want to wipe the tears away from your eyes and promise you floating clouds at your feet. And I don't even know you, do I, dear stranger?
ah, well...it is in the nature of human kind to want and suffer. but it is truly divine to want to give as much as you do. i can tell you're a compassionate soul, just by the way you write--sometimes this gives us more insight into another person than knowing them for years. i know i'm compassionate to a fault. so my dear, you and i have to be careful: roses still have thorns.
Yes, a rose must have thorns. How else to protect herself? Softly and ever so gently must one approach a rose, lest her thorns mar even the fingers of one with a light touch.
do you know the story of the "Little Prince" by Saint Exupery? it's got this flower that lives on a planet all by herself with a little prince. yeah, it's kind of like that.
Yes, I know the story. And I am fortunate enough to not have had to buy that book for myself, but to have had it given to me by a friend. That's the best way to get it...
I love the rose. I love the fox. I love everything about it.
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i can tell you're a compassionate soul, just by the way you write--sometimes this gives us more insight into another person than knowing them for years.
i know i'm compassionate to a fault.
so my dear, you and i have to be careful: roses still have thorns.
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I love the rose. I love the fox. I love everything about it.
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