A writer's whim began as once another journey ended. This one started as birth rose inside a young woman's body and there became a life, a child who saw great space in the wakening of stars. Where in solitude the morality of man came into context of which one would survive, that maybe just maybe we all would. Evolve and invent, create and manifest such a grander perspective view of our live's. May we transform them into our dreams.
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