Thoughts flutter throughout the day. Few stay, few flit, few need to be celebrated. Thoughts are man’s gift, valuable enough to cherish for infinity. In a hope to immortalize those thoughts, I etch words onto this blog wishing all the way to carry them further into the world.
This year I'm giving the National Poetry Writing Month (NaPoWriMo) a twist. I'm planning to pen the poems on customized watercolored self-made cards and post it to a person a day.
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