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27paperlilies · 12 days
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Forces to be found
Forces could be people I think, in their own way. Not human. Not animal. But something that makes up the depths of a beating heart.
Do we regard it as such. Living that is certain, breathing and changing. Does the rain cry for the ground so barren, sadness forms in grieving clouds and a wind picks up forgotten leafs pushing them to be found.
We a but small leafs, growing green then dropping dried and dead, but still we have a purpose, it's to be swallowed by the dirt to help something be brought anew,to be a small dust mote catching in the hue, of light against a shadow of an ultimate demise.
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27paperlilies · 13 days
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Peace I now find in flower fields. I am rich in pollen and birdsongs.
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27paperlilies · 16 days
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Do the stars inspire wonder (yes beyond compare) or do they cause a great despair (this life isn't fair)
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27paperlilies · 17 days
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hi! are you doing well? i hope you are :333
hi! I'm doing great, thank you for asking. Things in my life actually seem to be looking up , I can't wait for summer. I hope your doing well, and you have a great summer 🌸🌼🌸
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27paperlilies · 17 days
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As much as I love this community, I also wish it wasn't my only form of social connection. I want to visit museums, make art and walk in the countryside all without my phone in hand.
i’m so eager for the day i can get off my phone for a while and live. when the internet is no longer the only place i can find some sort of diversity in my life. when i finally have autonomy and freedom and the ability to go places and do thing and just live my life away from a screen and away from prying eyes.
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27paperlilies · 18 days
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this is amazing! I love your art style! Its literally what i pictured in my head when writing this!!
Chased into safety
A rabbit runs and skirts along the treeline, it's quick, it's nimble and doesn't waste time.
A rabbit sits with ears twitching and heart racing, and suddenly there begins the dreaded chasing.
Danger followed ,nipping at their heels but life was forward through dense and muddy fields.
the chase was long and the odds where slim, rabbit was sure they'd almost lost a limb.
But the Field was now above and so where the dangers, there would be no more encounters with bloodthirsty strangers.
The safety was their home, a warm and cozy hole, dug up in a frenzy ,but now holds every memory, of quiet disbelief, they live another day and so they sink down in absolute relief.
the rabbit was tired, but not the awful kind, they where the kind of tired you're always bound to find, when danger is behind.
There are no fears from long ago, instead they dream of flower fields empty of any foe.
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27paperlilies · 18 days
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Chased into safety
A rabbit runs and skirts along the treeline, it's quick, it's nimble and doesn't waste time.
A rabbit sits with ears twitching and heart racing, and suddenly there begins the dreaded chasing.
Danger followed ,nipping at their heels but life was forward through dense and muddy fields.
the chase was long and the odds where slim, rabbit was sure they'd almost lost a limb.
But the Field was now above and so where the dangers, there would be no more encounters with bloodthirsty strangers.
The safety was their home, a warm and cozy hole, dug up in a frenzy ,but now holds every memory, of quiet disbelief, they live another day and so they sink down in absolute relief.
the rabbit was tired, but not the awful kind, they where the kind of tired you're always bound to find, when danger is behind.
There are no fears from long ago, instead they dream of flower fields empty of any foe.
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27paperlilies · 20 days
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Will time stand still or Will there be a sudden chill, when the silver mother moon floats on by.
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27paperlilies · 20 days
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Hello, i love reading your stuff and was wondering...
Could you write a poem about feeling safe finally, after running from danger?
Chased into safety
A rabbit runs and skirts along the treeline, it's quick, it's nimble and doesn't waste time.
A rabbit sits with ears twitching and heart racing, and suddenly there begins the dreaded chasing.
Danger followed ,nipping at their heels but life was forward through dense and muddy fields.
the chase was long and the odds where slim, rabbit was sure they'd almost lost a limb.
But the Field was now above and so where the dangers, there would be no more encounters with bloodthirsty strangers.
The safety was their home, a warm and cozy hole, dug up in a frenzy ,but now holds every memory, of quiet disbelief, they live another day and so they sink down in absolute relief.
the rabbit was tired, but not the awful kind, they where the kind of tired you're always bound to find, when danger is behind.
There are no fears from long ago, instead they dream of flower fields empty of any foe. -27paperlilies
🌼🌸🌼🌸🌼🌸🌼🌸🌼🌸🌼🌸🌼🌸
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27paperlilies · 21 days
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On the wet pavement a figure sits folded and crumpled, people pass by in a hurry and turn their eyes else where. The figure sinks lower, the figure is ignored. It's a difficult thing to look tragedy in the face, but I ask that you not only look, but act if you can.
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27paperlilies · 21 days
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What is your favourite book quote? 💌📖
There are so many but this one in particular is one of my favourites-
" I am haunted by humans. " The book Thief by Markus Zusak
I love the thought of death as a someone haunted by the souls they carry away. We are haunted by death, by what mortality means for us but death is haunted by our deaths and our lifes. All the beauty and devastation we create, and death watches, all while little human ghosts follow along behind.
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27paperlilies · 22 days
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I started this blog as a way to distract myself from difficult things in my life, and I found distraction, but most importantaly I found myself participating in purposefull action (which is vital when drowning in apathy).
This account gave me something to wake up to, I would post something most days and I felt something other than dread, I felt hopeful and not as alone (even if my four white walls said otherwise). I started alone and now there are over 1500 of you guys and you're all so lovely and kind, and i can't thank you enough.
One year on , I'm writing a book and I'm in a much better place, and i want anyone who is going through a hard time to know that it will get better. I promise. I don't know what you're going through, but I do know that the night doesn't last forever. Soon you'll see the sunrise, and it will be beautiful.
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I promise you it gets better.
A version of you somewhere in time and motion is smiling, eyes bright and heart full. Please wait to meet them, they have something to tell you.
When days are gray and mind in decay, close your eyes and picture another day. They exist I can assure you, new days with better beginnings and happy endings. All ahead of darkend times, the sunlight peeks golden in due time. Its going to be fine.
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27paperlilies · 22 days
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We read about life in books and watch it on screens but living it is harder and not as easy as it seems.
Bundled clothes, toys and books in messy rows, how quickly the time goes and how fast i seemed to grow.
Rosy cheeks sprouting freckels in the summer heat, feeling the prickly grass beneath my feet.
Flying over ground faster than sound, i remember pretending to be a cloud, figures morphing in there mounds, thankfully never clowns.
Time well spent and always to be treasured, if only i had know that innocence could be weathered.
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27paperlilies · 22 days
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Omg thankyou!!🌼🌸🌼
What is life? What is love? Does it sing to you from above, flying high on delicate wings and whispering sweet little nothings.
What is death? What is pain? Does it drag you to the latest train, sharp screeches from a rusty metal track, a loney figure watches the day turn to black.
What is existence if not submerging in each heavy instance.
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27paperlilies · 22 days
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inspired by boop day, reblog this post if its ok for people to send you random asks and interact on your posts with no judgement. i want to talk to people.
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27paperlilies · 22 days
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Hi everyone
I have made an Instagram for my written content, so if anyone is more active on insta you can find me there now aswell🌸🌼🌸
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27paperlilies · 22 days
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Bundled clothes, toys and books in messy rows, how quickly the time goes and how fast i seemed to grow.
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