The reason I write is so that my voice can be heard. To escape the darkness
that surrounds me and enter a place where rays of light promenade and shadows run unconstrained, where the scenery transforms, and colors collide. I write to enter a place
where voices purr and no-one casts judgment, where arms are open wide and eyes glisten, where everything is beautiful, and nothing is oppressive. This place is chimerical, it waits for inspiration, and sparks ideas, and it waits for my pen to fill in the lines, to give it a purpose, to give it a voice.

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I am looking for rights negotiation. and the possibility of having my work sold all across the globe.

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