'Lingering Longing'
The wind was wuthering on the height
But no hero would come to save me
No one would aid me in taking flight
No heart to bind me and set me free
© Osquer Campbell 2023 🌞❤️🌻
from Twitter #vss365 #wuthering #prompt
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"Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure…We ask ourselves, who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be?… There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do…as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same." ~M.Williamson
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