I have not felt like writing

Have I stepped out into this land of unexpected – a new, and barely-tread plain? 

I am exhausted by the emotion it rouses in me, by what it leaves behind. But I am grateful for its every ounce.

I have been tasked with going further still. A deeper sinking sand, always golden. ✨

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