BURN MY SOUL, KEEP THE ASH
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Sometimes all we genuinely need is the realization that people out there, share our own thoughts and feelings. This book is a collection of Poems, inspired by personal events, almost anyone can relate to.
It's the poetic expression of various thoughts and emotions that have long lived in the deep chambers of my soul to finally be unleashed. Hope you enjoy reading them and find each one of them relatable.
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