❝The calm in my marrow spoke in muted bursts of fireworks. I was born for explosions and trying to be less.❞
Over the past decade, I've written poems, books, short stories, fanfiction and hundreds of thousands of words, but nothing felt complete. Th...
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There has been a crack in my wheel for some time now and the wood has begun to waste away I know I should get it fixed before the rot spreads, but I've never stopped moving and I'm scared of what will happen if I do.
