The first day of the week
I wish I could ungrow up
The first day of the week
I wish I could ungrow up
I'm a shattered mirror. Poetry holds my broken pieces together.
Poetry to Honour the Gods
Dream it till it comes true
Poetry & Literature
And so it goes...
Unlike an Eagle, let me Flap my wings.
Finding Inspiration in the Gifts of Life
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Inside the mind of an immigrant
Love is limitless. Dream, thrive and be alive.
Benjamin. Just so you are not the last person on earth to know….
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Thanks a lot. That’s pretty special of you to do. I’m honored. Thanks again.