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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.
Silence is golden.
Yes. Agreed. Sometimes it is.
Love it!
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This is genius!
So nice of you to say. Thanks.
I rub my screen and the poem remained its virtue in silence.
Yes. Thanks for commenting. Always enjoy hearing your thoughts.
I like it!
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