Seasons Created the 24 Reasons (All Poetry)
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  • Parts 5
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  • Reads 49
  • Votes 16
  • Parts 5
  • Time 10m
Ongoing, First published Mar 03, 2017
This poetry collection is caused by a phenomenon that happens to a lot of people. It is a commonplace we all are connected to, when we hit our lowest point, we are open to the greatest change, the lowest place my spirit will visit is failure but in failure, my spiritual doors are the most open. Recently, I have been trying to reassess who I am, my eyes has become like polluted water, when water is agitated, it becomes difficult to see but if you allow it to settle, the answer becomes clear. This poetry explores the elements of my sins, my imperfections and my quest to re-acknowledge my true self once.                   more, those who fail to acknowledgethemselves will fail, just like I have failed.
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