For I am the finite.
For I am the wonder.
For I am the cloud in the corner
the trembling sky
the cluster of gray.
For I am the roiling.
For I am the thunder.
For I am the flash of filament
the spark of comets
the stardust way.
For I am the mystery.
For I am the unconquerable.
For I am bled of patience
the shard of nothing
the vast blank.
I'd say you are soaring. I'm delighted to see you in your creative mode...and moving on with your career. That probably has reflections in your home life as well. Fingers crossed!
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