There’s a grave accent about the whole fiasco; highlights my naive foolishness.

Wrote myself out of the subject; forced to carry on. Well versed though I truly am; the communication was poor.

Can’t go on carr’yin regret though, and I’m done begging pardon. An old friends’ words bought the notion, back around to me;

Happiness best found within, forsake dependency. Lift yourself up, on the light, high ’bove these arid seas.

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I’m a Graphic Designer and aspiring Writer from Nelson, New Zealand, currently living in Sydney, Australia. I am passionate, energetic and driven. My work tends to focus on the expression of my energy, and the perception of the energies I feel, see in the light, the situations and the people around me.

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