This is another one of those moments I had where I wasn’t sure what was happening. Again, there’s a dizzying blur of an actual account and an fictional monologue. More of this is probably just my actual thoughts turned into a readable story. I wish I thought this poetically.
I know exactly what you mean though!! It’s just one of those moments where you’re completely overwhelmed and don’t really think about anything, but yet you feel such an amazing connection to everything. Beautiful monologue.
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Gradual Uprising {LoA}
Robert Quick
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