It'll slip between your fingers you've been warned. Time's faster than it looks. I am you forgiven. Cherished. What keeps you up at night won't keep you warm. I am with you when you're longing. Kindling. The flame is stoked but never tamed. By the time one dies out another's born. We are truly what others fear of our union. Quantumly entangled. Divine.
About the Creator
Kristen Keenon Fisher
"You are everything you're afraid you are not."
-- Serros
The Quantum Cartographer - Book of Cruxes. (Audio book now available on Spotify)
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"What keeps you up at night won't keep you warm." This was so deep, especially that line!