I've questioned life's purpose, from a very early age, but I'm no closer to answering that question, even at my current stage.
Although I've learned many things, I've also accrued emotional debt, that blinds me from being able to count my blessings, and has me only focused on the next objective that I've set.
At my very core, I'm still that child dreamer, swinging on the swing set, looking up at the sky, to test how high, I'm really allowed to get.
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Wonder & Wanderlust | Poetry of Roems
PoetryI didn't know the world I read everyday, had a back page, with links to other mediums, in this metaphorical manifestation of philosophical, poetical mischief. This is a collection of profound poetry experiences, exploring the internal, external, met...
