“But sometimes it makes me sad too,
thinking that I will end up living alone
when all I want is to be hugged gently.”
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PoetrySometimes, when things seem to fall down, and when we can't seek help with picking the fallen pieces up, we tend to do it by ourselves in silence. I want for us to cease believing that we are just inconvenience for others. I wrote this book as raw a...
