Sometimes I feel like a broken record, that I continuously repeat myself, that each of these musings always return to the same concluding thought, each woven with the same thread, tying them together in what I aspire is a complete tapestry of my thoughts, my desires. Although, I think I’m really like a dragon who is just obsessed with one jewel, and thus my musings are my observations of beholding different facets of my fascination, my muse. Unfortunately, if I am repeating myself, if I am ...
Endless Musings
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