There’s a time

When creating is easy. When drawing eyes that start looking at you is like breathing.

When boundaries melt  and words are poetry, floating and dancing on a piece of paper or a screen.

It’s when you allow your heart to open. When you decide to be who you are, when you abandon the mind and its tricks.

And you just want to live. Now. Purely.

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