It wasn’t an easy start.
I started to find a rhythm.
Not only from around myself,
but also from within —
the moments that cannot be captured by words
but only with each flash of moments
crisp, clear, and cold air, shards of valorant sunlight
piercing through the ocean-deep blue sky
dark silhouette of solemn trees and red-bricked apartments.
As if catching an atmospheric tidal wave
I caught on to the warmth — and knew I wasn’t alone;
I was connected to everyone from the past, present, and future.
United in one story, we danced.
One step forward, one step backward,
on, and on,
again,
and again.
3.13.2026









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