All it takes is a simple moment to make you stop and realize that the world is beautiful, that the existence of every object, every entity, every sight is filled with colour or deserves more than a second look. I was nine when I had my moment, when I opened my eyes to the exhibition of the world. The world is my playground, and I can have it all in the palm of my hands.
Along with the playground of the world, I am also in love with words. Words that describe and capture emotion, real emotions that move me and touch to the very inside of my questionable soul. Without words, I would be trapped within myself. With words, I am free.
you're just like the water.. =] so sparking in the light.
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