I don't think I can stop myself any longer.
Just writing is not enough anymore.
I have to make, not only imagine.
Light pours relentlessly through every pore.
I am exploding and expanding.
I feel like screaming and expressing.
I believe I'm more myself than I've ever been.
The air is starting to slowly come back in.
I breathe in the images, the thoughts, and the ideas.
I can create it again.
Collaboration with https://ashanderie.com/
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