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Thursday, April 11, 2013

With grace in your heart and flowers in your hair...

This song is my current state of being...


Posted by Kenzi Grace at 10:38 PM

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Kenzi Grace
Cair Paravel, Narnia
"And though she be but little, she is fierce." Shakespeare I keep my head in the clouds, my feet on the ground, my heart on my sleeve, my nose in a book, and my heart open... I love rain... I love to dance in it. I love to laugh, and often. Rain falls to be danced in. Life throws random and chaotic colors at you in order to make a crazy Jackson Pollok of a painting. The most important card in my wallet is a library card. Birthdays are invaluably important to celebrate. Life should always be celebrated. The sound of the ocean is a balm to the soul. Letters should be written as often as possible, and preferably sealed with wax. Children's laughter is a song... Sometimes there are trials, and we are all broken... but we are all loved more than we could ever comprehend. So I remember that, and I try to live like I'm loved.
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