Why do I write?
I write so the universe can hear my heartbeat. Pen in hand, soul on send.
My words are letters to the stars.
I don't do journals;
I broadcast my heart to the cosmos.
Ink is how I pray to the universe.
I spill my soul, and the sky catches it.
Writing is my heart's WiFi to the universe. Every line I write is a signal flare to the stars.
I pour myself out
so the universe can pour back in.
My pages are postcards to infinity.
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