This Matters

This matters.

This moment. This time. This place.

Your fears, your anxieties,  your desire to make a dent.

Your failures, your triumphs,  and all the steps in between.

This life of paradox.

Connected, yet alone. Happy, but feeling hunger. Confident, yet insecure. 

This matters. 

Your strengths, your scars, your vision. 

Your blind spots, your ambitions, your actions, your words. 

Every move you make. 

Your pages are wet with ink. 

You matter. This matters. 

Don’t you forget. 

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Beautiful, I’ve only read two of your writings so far, and I thank you for your gift.

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