Changing lives with creative mindsThe sun shines on the waves before breaking, showing what could be seen as lips glistening…which lips…imagination starts to to freaking sing…….
I miss the sub artic temperatures, I grew to love the frozen feel of icicle teeth munching on my bones, in the dead of the heat.
I came into this world with a fiery disposition, headstrong, only to be stifled by unconscious generational traumas. Now I am here, my fire has returned and I'm trying to live a dream like life, the life that's been waiting on me for years...won't you walk with me...
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