swimming in the place where imagination is the only key to make it real

Blinded by the slight

and so my love, this is almost the end.

i said, the end!

an exclamation point for you to understand.

why can’t you let them go?

the feeling, the air

the freedom, despair

[copy]writer . illustrator . vocal player living in a place where imagination is the only key to make it real

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