#forthefeels

And the current moves Soaring Gliding through the crowd Unaware, a story hidden by the mask. Armored in silver, and cosmetics, and product Fortified To each a story unknown, unfolding And I move a silent

You cautioned that the sand would burn my feet. You cautioned that the sun would burn my back. But I wanted freedom anyway. The fusion sphere descending the crimson horizon taints a repeating sea foamy