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"Just living is not enough", said the butterfly, "one must have sunshine, freedom, and a little flower."
— Hans Christian Andersen.

you're projected by a fear inside.

There are so many things that I don't understand
There's a world within me that I cannot explain
Many rooms to explore, but the doors look the same
I am lost, I can't even remember my name.


They say,
A picture paints a thousand words.

A picture can depict a thousand words of emotions, but not thoughts.

I can't paint.
But I can paint a picture using a thousand words.

Or less.


She was walking across a frozen river. The ice was thin. In her hands were full of all the things she was asked to buy. Balancing was difficult for her as she walked unsteadily, worried about dropping all the things, yet she was meticulous about each step she took. A step too light, and she might lose her balance. A step too hard, and she might drop something onto the ice. In her mind, she feared the idea of the ice breaking and her falling into the icy cold river. Worrying about balancing everything, she inevitably dropped a measuring tape from her full hands. That was when she realized that everything was going out of control. She watched the ice crack. She watched the crack expanding. She stood there, unable to move, unable to speak, unable to shout. She stood there, accepting her fate. She was asphyxiated and hyperventilating. Her mind went blank, before the influx of questions. Would her ability to swim save her? Would she be able to keep everything she was holding in her arms? What would become of her? Would she even make it?



But I can see the light.


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