On the Verge

I used to live on a little island, in my mind. You see, I isolated myself from the world so I can work on myself. I took up space on my unknown plot of land for about a six years or so, then I decided to move. City lights aren’t as bright, loud noises aren’t…

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How would you describe yourself to someone who can’t see you? I am sublime – I am creation. When I speak, things exact into being. When I breathe, the trees sway. When I cry, the rivers flow. When I smile, the sun shines, when I am angered, lightning strikes and thunder claps. I am at…