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As All The Early Buds Open And The Sun Rays Get Warm, The Motivation, Inspiration, The Life From Me,
As all the early buds open and the sun rays get warm, the motivation, inspiration, the life from me, unlike from others, disappears. The light too bright, the world so loud I cannot survive there sometimes not but for a while. So I drift away, far beyond, by diving and losing myself deep within my soul. A state of absence is the only way I am able to be present. A paralysis, a hibernation. Until all the havoc finally begins to die, my limbs losen, my lungs stretching in a ravishing pain with a first real breath after more than thrice the month. My mind has a new passion to move, my soul a new desire to exist. My being no longer feels the ashes of a burnt, dead land on it's tongue, the cool breeze, the nature's return to peace awakens the life. And I, again, feel something honest, something real, the yearning... The yearning so natural for a soul, the curiousity, to create, to live, to grow.
Emily Yvonne, ๐๐จ ๐๐๐๐ญ๐ก ๐๐ง ๐๐ง๐
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