Its the early morning I spend awake pondering nonsense, letting the gears in my mind move like clockwork, trying to remember as much as I can before the ocean of emotions and memories retreats once again. Its in the middle of the night when inspiration strikes me deep in my core, and I can't help but reach for the ink and paper. I could sit there for hours just trying to conjure up the right word to describe the feeling of that exact moment. Its when the whole world seems to be asleep that I feel safest unfolding every dark corner of my mind and bringing it to the light.
xoxo;;
BIRD.
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