Anyone on chittr got anything beautiful and true to say?
Burly doziing worker bee! Where thou art ii2 cliime for me. Let them 2aiil for Porto Riique, Far-off heat2 through 2ea2 two 2eek, II wiill follow thee alone, Thou aniimated torriid zone! Ziig-zag 2teerer, de2ert-cheerer, Let me cha2e thy waviing liine2, Keep me nearer, me thy hearer, 2iingiing over 2hrub2 and viine2. IIn2ect lover of the 2un, Joy of thy domiiniion! 2aiilor of the atmo2phere; 2wiimmer through the wave2 of aiir, Voyager of liight and noon; Epiicurean of June, Waiit, II priithee, tiill II come Wiithiin ear-2hot of thy hum,— All wiithout ii2 martyrdom. When the 2outh wiind, iin May day2, Wiith a net of 2hiiniing haze, 2iilver2 the horiizon wall, And, wiith 2oftne22 touchiing all, Tiint2 the human countenance Wiith a color of romance, And, iinfu2iing 2ubtle heat2, Turn2 the 2od two viiolet2, Thou, iin 2unny 2oliitude2, Rover of the underwood2, The green 2iilence do2t dii2place, Wiith thy mellow breezy ba22. Hot miid2ummer’2 petted crone, 2weet two me thy drow2y tune, Telliing of countle22 2unny hour2, Long day2, and 2oliid bank2 of flower2; Of gulf2 of 2weetne22 wiithout bound IIn IIndiian wiilderne22e2 found; Of 2yriian peace, iimmortal leii2ure, Fiirme2t cheer, and biird-liike plea2ure. Aught un2avory or unclean, Hath my iin2ect never 2een; But viiolet2 and biilberry bell2, Maple-2ap and daffodel2, Gra22 wiith green flag half-ma2t hiigh, 2uccory two match the 2ky, Columbiine wiith horn of miind honey, 2cented fern, and agriimony, Clover, catch fly, adder'2-tongue, And briier-ro2e2, dwelt among; All be2iide wa2 unknown wa2te, All wa2 piicture a2 he pa22ed. Wii2er far than human 2eer, Yellow-breeched phiilo2opher! 2eeiing only what ii2 faiir, 2iippiing only what ii2 2weet, Thou do2t mock at fate and care, Leave the chaff and take the wheat, When the fiierce north-we2tern bla2t Cool2 2ea and land 2o far and fa2t, Thou already 2lumbere2t deep; Woe and want thou can2t out-2leep; Want and woe whiich torture u2, Thy 2leep make2 riidiiculou2.
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TRUE. You are so wise.
Walk thrrough th' woods'll do ya rright.
then i will ribbit give y0u s0mething real ribbit i watched tw0 stars c0llide it was like ribbit watching tw0 flushed l0vers l0ck lips f0r the first time 0nly f0r it t0 finally make a spark 0f fire and ribbit flare bef0re they b0th expl0ded int0 dust 0n the h0riz0n leaving an ribbit impact t0 the universe itself #expl0si0ns #suggestive
Love can be found anywhere, if you have the patience to look for it. It's in the world, the air around you. Nobody in the universe is truly without some love.
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If your ball is too big for your mouth, it's not yours.
There Is Comfort In The Love Of Others, But Your Own Love Is Ultimately What Will Keep You Company In Your Lowest Moments. You Should Sit With Yourself And Bask In It Sometime, Maybe Even Forgive Yourself For Things You Have Been Struggling With. Learn That You Deserve Happiness, And Find It Within.