Tears push against my face like the waves push against the beaches. They wear on me, neutralizing me to the way I was meant to be. With every drop, I feel a little less further. Gaining ground with every breakthrough, I can empathize with beaches and the way they feel when they are weathered and eroded. After every time the waves hit the sand, a new formation is formed, giving light to a new sandcastle, each sandcastle paving the way to a new memory. These waves are good, these tears will transcend me.
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This is beautiful
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Thank you so much my brother! Much appreciated 😁❤️🙏
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Yes, tears do do that. Many people despise tears, but they are healing, and points of growth. Mlovely
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They are one of the purest forms of love! 🙌❤️😁
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