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For my close friend and confidant, Bianca.
(I only started this book because you missed my poems)
For the Broken, Complete, Lost, and To Be Found.
And for the child in me who have always loved and seen the world so uniquely.
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Poems & Proses & Points of View
RandomA not so everyday entry of poems and proses filled with thoughts about the world and everything. All through the point of view of a hormonal teenager who matured too early and lived so foolishly. No regrets, though.
