The ache inside when all is still.
The voice whispering, calling to you.
The scent of fall and cooler weather.
The knowledge of generations past.
The need to explore and name.
The dominant and submissive.
Comfort and hurt, anger and calm.
The protector and hunter.
The wild part of you .
Family and wanderer.
The unseen shadow.
Free and imprisoned.
The singer, and the mute.
The writer and photographer.
The flower and the weed.
Need and want.
Greed and compassion.
The defender and attacker.
The guardian and the assassin.
The knifes edge and the bandage.
A healer and a killer.
Alive and yet dead.
Here and there.
Flashy and eccentric, plain and predictable.
Heaven and hell.
The dying breath, the newborns cry.
The eyes in the dark, the smile of dawn breaking.
New and old, innocent and soulless.
Love, and Hate.
Ignorance and knowledge.
Truth and lies.
Lion and Lamb.
Wolf and Sheep.
Give and Take.
Hope and Despair.
Magic and Science.
Fire and Ice.
The promise and the lie.
I am.















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If inspiration you seek, find it within your heart, within your soul... Not your mind. What you see, what you write, will become real!
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Writing is the only acceptable form of schizophrenia.
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