Comfort in the form of many things.
Wealth.
Wealth will provide me the space.
Health.
Health will provide me the space.
Happiness.
Happiness will provide me the space.
The space to create.
Do I pray for these things?
Or manifest them...?
Or manifest them...?
Time is not of the essence.
Age is the wound given at birth.
I don't want to fit in.
I want to stand out.
As I create in discomfort...
They say the best creations are made when there's turmoil in your life.
I live my life in front of you.
Can you see it?
Can you see it ALL?
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