Words
I feel an excitement trickling down the cracks of my veins and becoming unrecognizable, blended with the hot blood, which I know is running. Have you ever felt blood sweeping your veins with a roar? I can. I can right now. I can feel the sparks of strong blood smoothened into thick unbreaking waves, chasing everything on their way towards some wide opening. I do not know where the opening is placed, but to look for it is engaging myself in strain. I prefer to let it be where it may be, to where my senses are rushing, mixed with my blood. It acquires greater force every moment and I cannot help feeling happy, not only happy but after a long time, I have the feeling of some certain addition to my soul that makes it richer—and all this, because, I am learning new words. New Words… that will come and make me write what my insides did not know how to spell till now.
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Originally Posted by cafolini
