Romancing with life, I find it hard to believe that sometimes I have to step down from the fragile, immortal pedestal of the magical realms - where thoughts flow so freely that freedom walks hand in hand with breathing - that the scourge of the existential drama called life barely touches me - and that the only way I know life is in the incredible sounds it makes, vibrations and rankling of the whispers from the universe, breathing, heaving, making sensuous magic.. I feel so alive inside my mind.
I am a writer. I guess I write, therefore, I am. Run a blogging website of my own, I believe the written word is the only way I know how to communicate.
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