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All the bright places




Words from a lilly.

I know of someone who says that this world isn't balanced. And I agree.

Some struggle to survive while some don't.

Some labour all day long but never have enough and some make money even while asleep. 

'Why is life like this?' you ask.

Well, all stars shine but the brightness of each one differs, even though they are all 'stars'.

All fingers are not equal. Everyone just can't be the same, but that doesn't mean you can't grow.

A gate man today can become the CEO of a renown business tomorrow. The ones mocked today can become the one celebrated in the future.

Life can be messy, so so messy but life can also be beautiful.

Can someone broken be mended? Can a person's broken mind be healed? Can we find our peace despite our tears, can we love despite having no one to love us back? Can we fully recover from pain and loss?

We've all lost something or someone, this is life but each person's mental capability to endure the weight of the loss is your strength, but not everyone is strong.

Often we're weary, often we're tired but there will always be hope to get better because even more than the sadness, the pain, the loss is beauty, happiness, and love unimaginable.

King David once asked God to make him see days of joy just as much as he'd seen days of sorrow.

We know there is evil, we know there is death and wickedness and we tend to dwell so much on this that we sometimes forget that there is love too, peace, tranquility, joy. . .yes even in this dark world.

There is light all around you.

We need to look for it and we need to be able to recognize it; beauty in the smiles of your siblings, wanting to go to the toilet and there's just the right amount of tissue paper left, or when you eat a good meal or drink a cold beverage after the sun has dealt with you, or when a child is born or when you're watching your favourite show, or when you do a good deed and you're recognized for it, or listening to your favourite song or when you're desperately tired and suddenly Nepa decided to notice you. It could be anything.

It's in the little things, choose to be happy and watch out for all the bright places or better still, 

Be one yourself.





Inspired by life and the movie 'All the bright places.'

With love from a flower in her garden, 

Taiwolilly✌️

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  1. It feels great to know that one can always create happiness for oneself and there is always light at the end of the tunnel regardless of one's current situation
    Nice one Tee
    I'm truly inspired by this

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  2. This is lovely and inspiring my dear
    Keep it up, we love you! 💚 And Kenny too🤗

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    1. Thank you so much, though I really appreciate you.

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