Spend time on the good and keep going past those old hurts. I want to be in peace with a clean slate.

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Spend time on the good and keep going past those old hurts. I want to be in peace with a clean slate.
I relish cheerful talk, but that's nothing to a good poem.
For a few moments she was left alone, these moments of solitude, free from eyes upon her, felt good.
Fall in love with wine so good, a bed so soft, and a kiss under mistletoe.
She believes that whatever happens, she will always be good, open, and free.
Maybe I am not good enough, that's the thought that haunts.
An artist must love to be any good. If one could take away their emotions, their souls would be stolen.
I can only, day to day, fight to be more confident and good for myself, no matter what other people say.
I long for Grimm's fairy tales, a good short poem and hot tea.
Years lost - and yet, I've never felt happier. I know everything in life, little by little, is good.