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Delivering daily sunrises
Through whatever comes
Discovering myself
🫸🏼✨🫷🏼

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On the edge (yes, I wrote age at first) to send all to hell. But then… isn’t this hell already and maybe it’s time to come out?
Not the goal, but the process.
With Gods help. by @alis.titova

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Felt cute, might delete later by @alis.titova

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spoiler - she was not.

May ‘26 by @alis.titova

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С.Жадан by @alis.titova

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Accidentally found screenshot with text few years ago. And it touched my heart deeply. С.Жадан by @alis.titova

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New update complete ✅ 🤍 taken in Prague, Czech Republic by @alis.titova

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3 months ago

Вірш собі, тобі…

Ці вірші я всі пишу
Тобі
І край неба зорі сяють
Я не знаю і не уявляю я
Собі
А чи зорі може…. знають?

Як так сталося вночі
Мені
І чи ставалося раніше
Ти читав мені вірші
Вогні
І хотілось бути тишіше

І я знала, клянуся
Тобі
Ще в ту самую першую ніч
Не дарма ти прийшов на весні
Мені
Так зненацька і всупереч

А чи знала що серце розбью
Собі
Та авжеж, там були усі шанси
Я віддала усеньку себе
Тобі
Та на жаль були там нюанси

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#поєзія taken in Čakovice, Hlavní Město Praha, Czech Republic by @alis.titova

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I’d love to have a better picture, better quality, to move more smoothly. But I’m trying to put all that aside and let this significant moment come alive.

A moment when I started to dance simply by letting my body feel the music. It soaked into me like it hadn’t in a long time. A moment when I sublimed in the way my soul yearns.

“I’m back. Back again.”

And at the same time, I feel like I’ve never been here before. by @alis.titova

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8 months ago

I’m picking up the pieces of me…the ones I scattered
on my slow, stubborn race
into myself.

I used to be reckless - like fire
that didn’t ask what it would burn.
I used to be brave - like a child
who hasn’t learned the price of falling.

This thorned road … it didn’t break me. But it shrunk me down to just one step to bear.

And maybe… maybe it’s time
to walk backwards through my own footprints, to gather the versions of me I left behind striving.
Don’t take it as an attempt to turn back time.
But to remember who I was before I learned how to survive.

So I can finally
leave it all behind
without leaving what is mine. by @alis.titova

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8 months ago

I am made of all the moments and all the people that crossed my life. The unique combination of precious moments. Quantum entanglement in all of us. We are connected. And it’s our power it’s the beauty… the essence of this life.
Nothing to fight, forgive… just accept as if we are one.
Many people having not easy times. Hold on my dear souls 🤍✨ by @alis.titova

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