Clarity comes in the form of tears, a blanket statement,
A need to talk.
The dust settles and the mind clears after the rain storm
A rainbow shines brightly overhead for a moment, and breaks off for the sun has risen
Memories of the snowfall are nothing but a distant ringing bell amongst the chirping of the birds
Time can bring the most glory to those who wait
Time can bring clarity for those who are present
Where you go is as unpredictable as a handful of sand falling back into its same formation before it arrived in your hand
There is nothing but clarity in the darkness and depths of moments spent in vulnerability
Aim to move towards the fear of the unknown to really find yourself in the mirror of your mind
This is the dressing room of life
You are what you wear
From your clothes to your hair, your life is right there
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