The Ones Who Strum

Set aflame my still and stagnant sea. Reinvigorate my passion for Love, Beauty, and Pain.

My musics

Where are my inspirations? Where did my soul go? Where did my essence escape to? How else can I create?

What can I can I use for a brush, if not my soul?
What can I use for paint, if not my essence?


Vibrate my heart to be moved to more

To type and never erase.

To speak and forget

Act and never regret

I must be in every moment. I must live at every opportunity. This is existence. Doing anything else is silly.

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