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Ether in Everything
🏹Challenge • Time Capsule Haiku
Time, speaking in tongues
Universe holds everything
Our minds... Memories...
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Alquimista
Writer, traveler, storyteller.
Bachelor of Arts in film & journalism
"Echo Eternal Love's Ripple Effect..."
Capturing mind's essence, feeling, thought, word, sound, visual & frequency.
Creating change within nature's heart to poesy's soul.
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