I missed the days when I went to bed feeling like I’ve accomplished something, now every night I stare at the ceiling and think of the great plan that will miraculously pull me out of this routine, then I fall asleep thinking, then I wake up and repeat it all again.
Just some outpour of thoughts in intricately woven words. Expressions from lovers of imagination and their love for writing. Writings that shake and wake you, make you think, stir your soul, leave an imprint.
Just some mellifluous bits- their wordbytes.
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