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Dear Life

If we could change one thing We wouldn't change a thing This winding, thorny, snaking path led us home, and here. I'm here, it whispers Feel me, stroke me, see me There's nothing I won't be for you You're the master, the commander and I shape-shift to your will. Be the change Feel the love... Continue Reading →

Ode to Memory

The air is full of words // travelling from here to there // The world is full of colours // waiting to be stored. // The mind is full of pockets // brimming with possibilities. // What present could be greater than the gift of imagination?

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