14th February, 2025

the artist.

You’ve found the pinnacle of life, even if the darkness lurks on your shoulder.

You’ve found expression, and in that, you’ve found a place to channel your love and light, pain and darkness.

You’re freedom is a beacon.

I can’t sit here. Pitting myself against these white walls. It’s a blank canvas.

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