Out of a million words, "beginning" is perhaps one of the most challenging. You, undoubtedly, are aware of this. You are One of those few people who relish the quiet. Completion. The end. You would rather find a window, sneak in and out without a trace. Scaling walls while putting up your own, saying everything and nothing, while avoiding the doors slamming in one's face.
Yet even so, you are picturesque. I am not even quite sure why.
See, indications of value incorporate themselves into everything we say. Ironically enough, numbers are not always associated with value. They do not attract me.
But, as you now know, I am obsessed with beginnings.
I could be totally wrong - but if I don't try the door, who'll know how it will open?
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Crafting Lightbeams
PoetryA fresh bundle of thoughts, wrapped by a star gazer. Hope you like them all.
