Journey into a new life, where magic did exist.

Sharing poems & thoughts, one redacted word at a time.
Journey into a new life, where magic did exist.
My heart needed new dreams, a peaceful big change, a new life.
She was searching for a new beginning of hope. Her heart was an unstoppable tide.
Just when you thought the story is at an end, how lovely. A new era begun: I am slowly, beginning to delight again in living, my heart pouring out, and my dreams better.
Have an incredible lust for life: a heart beating a new beginning. Open your eyes, the world is out there.
I am the picture of calm. My new self. A new life.
Late night New York this city dotted by bright gas stations and diners, strung with insomniacs, waitresses, and lunatics.
A new page. My narrative suddenly changed purpose created ever in new direction.