Inhaled fresh physicswhile familiar it’s differentsights set, pulsation guides us tosomething newwhat I mean isthis can’t be coincidenceit’s a different kind of risingone were, a story of a starseedintercedes with lost pages of a diaryit’s kind of inspiringto watch another version of infinitedo something that actually alignswithout trying, but sometimesif finding the way meansI haveContinue reading “When Rhyme Met Free”