My beauty lies in seeking You, wanting You, and obeying You…when I have everything.
Like a forgotten old photograph, this dream will stay pressed, between the pages of a book you don’t feel like reading anymore.
Reading, Book
Through my seeking of what is beyond beautiful, of what is intriguing, of what is free from all imperfections and wrongs, I realise my soul is not from here. I belong to a different place, from a different world, a different existence.
Soul, Beautiful, Imperfection
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