A desperate cry of help.
It echoes, getting lost in the Wind,
Will you listen,
Listen for the whispers in the Wind.
The cry for help, the laugh of joy.
Will you listen to the Wind?
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My Life, My Story
No FicciónI will be writing my innermost thoughts into this and things I wonder and think daily. This is my story of me, nobody else. Please respect this book with as much care you have and take it seriously. If you have questions, go ahead and ask them. Tha...
