Gravity quit working
My feet now never touch the ground
It’s as if I’ve fallen for the Red Bull ads
To the earth no longer bound
Their being is confectionery
I am colliding with the bliss
Drawn from still and stationary
To a yearning restless kiss
Gravity quit working
My feet now never touch the ground
It’s as if I’ve fallen for the Red Bull ads
To the earth no longer bound
Their being is confectionery
I am colliding with the bliss
Drawn from still and stationary
To a yearning restless kiss
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Life is a patchwork of moments — laughter, solitude, everyday joys, and quiet aches. Through scribbled stories, I explore travels both far and inward, from sunrise over unfamiliar streets to the comfort of home. This is life as I see it, captured in ink and memory. Stick around; let's wander together.
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Absolutely lovely, Mare!
Thank you. I’m currently not at this place but I love that feeling