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I first met me at the age of awareness, I was curious, serious, Eager to explore my consciousness. Who is this me? A timid child out of sync? Fragile?...

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I once saw a child gazing at the map of the world, brows wrinkled with curiosity the way innocence ponders, she tapped her map and asked...

A letter to Self

Dear Me, I decided to write you a letter because you and I know that I hear better when its written, and this is the...

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A Song for me

I first met me at the age of awareness, I was curious, serious, Eager to explore my consciousness. Who is this me? A timid child out of sync? Fragile?...
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Poetry itself demands life of me, Were I to ignore the pull, every intersection would lead me right to it. It’s a spiritual tugging that demands I give, give of the thoughts that flows in my veins, feeling my path through life with words. Stay connected and let us journey together