This is not who I am.I am fighting against the current.Waves crashing against my brain – Splashing all of my thoughts aroundmy lungs filling up with wine and Instagram filters. I am screaming.I am thrashing.I am begging for connection.I am holding my hand out in a world that is repulsed by touch.Sanitize my words.Ignore my
Beauty in the God-made,Beauty in the Man-made,the heart beats in the tree trunksand the soul laughs in the water. The wind tells the secrets of the Universe. Pause. Close your eyes. Listen. How lucky we are to love each other – and that there is beauty in all things.
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