The wind, speaking to me
And the sun, giving me hint
Flowers bloom and butterflies fly
And all I've got to do is- TRY.
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Jesusy's Diary: The Rising Poetess
PuisiIt all started with a red diary my mom had bought me. 16 year-old Jesusy is naive yet sincere; confused yet loves the truth; fragile and oversensitive, yet loving and thoughtful. Dive into my 16-year old heart nearly turning 17 as you read "Jesusy's...
To live a 'Life'
The wind, speaking to me
And the sun, giving me hint
Flowers bloom and butterflies fly
And all I've got to do is- TRY.