do you ever wonder
what you were born to do?
because if you did, you'd see something. something raw that only a seeker could find.
you find the spark. every dreamer has one, i promise.
do you ever wonder why there that's moment when tears roll down, but not from sorrow? from that agonizing beauty of perfect joy found when you find it.
:: that spark ::
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because it's what you were born to do. it's what your soul craves, that voice in your heart that cries
sing. breathe. paint.
be artist, be writer, be vocalist.
be spark.
and there's nothing you can do but listen. because we are, after all.
because we're doers. we're breathers.
we're dream touchers, star-gazers.
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| {sharing this imperfection with emily today} |




