The first day of the week
I wish I could ungrow up
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The first day of the week
I wish I could ungrow up
I tell story of a village in India
https://www.xlibris.com/.../833469-misunderstood-insanity
Daydreaming and then, maybe, writing a poem about it. And that's my life.
Stories that began in the heart of the South African lowveld.
Poet and Artist ✫ Jay Mora-Shihadeh
"To be loved and love at the highest count, means to lose all the things I can't live without. Let it be known that I will choose to lose, it's a sacrifice, but I can't live a lie" -Adele-
Creativity meeting intrinsic memories
Benjamin Grossman 
Benjamin. Just so you are not the last person on earth to know….
https://godoggocafe.com/2020/03/05/promote-a-poet-writer-thursday-march-5-2020/?c=45705#comment-45705
Thanks a lot. That’s pretty special of you to do. I’m honored. Thanks again.