it brought me back to life.
I miss the feeling,
overwhelming,
a sense of being on the verge,
possibly of greatness.
It hurls and knots in my stomach,
tumbling and curling.
It brings tears to my eyes,
and I am at loss for words.
sparks my creative flame.
And in a moments time,
I've lost the feeling.
And am left with the embers.
crayon box
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