Have anyone ever said, your heart is showing? Did someone say recently, your love shows, I see your heart? Can everyone truly say, you display unwavering compassion, and it’s refreshing? Don’t, let your love be a production, just a show. A dramatic play of words, but yet a thoughtless soliloquy; an act one, scene two, but having no character. Endearing love, a show of strength, of affection, of support, of gratitude. Appreciation for, not seeming like a meaningless exercise. But, showcasing the heart and soul, showing the true beauty of its color, deep crimson hue. Love, doesn’t need to put on a show, to be deemed visibly authentic. If it hides itself in plain sight, there will never be a display, of its wonder. Provoking one’s intellect to ponder, does it demonstrate as genuine? Deep love shows, is shown, is showing; the unveiled breadth of its manifestation. Vulnerability is real, the struggle isn’t what it prevents, but what it won’t allow to be seen. A heart hidden, is not concealed by flesh, but cloaked in one’s fear of the unknown. Will your heart be trampled on, will your love be abused, will your trust be broken; what if, what if, what if? Every day, heart gives love the courage, to rise from the ashes. Faith’s substance, gives hope the freedom. To act, let the heart be vulnerable, for love’s sake. Love never needs to show off, but will always show up, and shows through. In times such as these, the show, must go on, be that proverbial heart, on display!

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The reasoning, heart weighing the logical approach, with sound logic. Two hearts, yet one, defying equatable perception, yet reconcilable, though perceived differences. Two sided discussion, rooted in rationalized engagement, becoming two hearts squared, instinctively. Even minded, leveled headed symmetry, balanced with synergy. Pluses, but yet minus what’s needed, creates lack of cohesiveness, unreasoned within its outcome. Resolve, can never evolve, if relevant logic doesn’t elevate, both heart and mind. Therefore, for two equal but opposite characteristics, to be synchronized positively? Complexity of hearts at odds, logically resolved evaluating the dilemma in its totality. Sometimes, there’s a disconnect, but at some point the reconnect. Finding the common sense connection, what logistically brings to bear a needed resolution. Fixated on the problem, not the pathway to enlightenment, a logical perspective never attained. Short-sided comprehension, never the framework of the heart’s realized understanding. More than what the mind knows, the heart needs to vigorously extrapolate, what becomes of the prudent deduction; love’s inevitability!

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Victory, transcends plight, knowing how to inherently fight. It doesn’t rely on sight, to wield its enduring might. Victory doesn’t need brawn, to overcome stigma, its stamina triumphs overwhelming blight. Victory doesn’t strive to be admired, it thrives being influential. Like a flower, it blooms not because of will, but a deep rooted willingness, to be a fertile display despite what looms. Its success, not a byproduct of luck, but its robust philosophical pursuit, the empowerment of mind, body, and soul. Victory, doesn’t frown with agony of defeat, but reinvigorates its breadth, ignited by the fire within. Victory, happily gives up the mantle, to endow another’s worth, with the encouragement to pursue its victor’s crown. Victory, doesn’t focus solely on winning, but ultimately defeating, fear of the unknown. Victory, not beholden to will power, dependent on the heart’s fervor, to embolden the soul’s desire. Victory, achieves its necessary consequence, revealed within the quintessential truth of its purpose. The accomplishment of victory’s creed, be mild and meek, to attain what it seeks. Victory, doesn’t just think it can, but believes it will, letting its actions prove. Victorious living yields the mind philosophically, motivates the soul intuitively, making victory’s resilience prevail, Naturally!

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What’s an acquaintance, if it doesn’t befriend, intent doesn’t transcend? Life’s picturesque moments, may not seem a portrait vibrant in colors, but quintessential nevertheless, what time reveals. Every heart’s quaint portrayal, though not similar in nature, deeply enriched by inherent familiarities. Learning, loving, living. Life is circular, it revolves, it involves, will test resolve. Resilience, doesn’t require brilliance, to overcome indifference. Know-how, seeks the Who, What, Where, When, Why; the encounter, becoming a predestined part of one’s life story? Insight, doesn’t reveal itself as might, it gives the heart sight. For, knowledge isn’t anything, until experience makes it become something, tangible. What’s in a Relation, if Ship(s) in the night, unaware of like minded qualities. Lives tethered to alliances, love’s occurrences embolden, deepening its faithful expectancies. No heart, can be everybody’s sunshine, just do its best, to brighten someone’s day. Illuminating the love in one’s heart, radiates what’s right, changing the perception of a glowing light. Life’s acquaintances, mutual propensity, painting love’s essence. On the canvas of hearts, brush profoundly with another’s reality!

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