Words on my Mind - A poetic diary

Words on my Mind - A poetic diary

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The short version : It's a poetic diary! I speak on my life in my early 20s as I was living it, through poetry and conversation. There will be feelings, emotions, dreams and heartbreaks. Long version and background story : The mind can be a torturous place where all our fears, hurt and frustrations go to fester. The mind can also be a brilliant place where intelligence, experiences and fond memories can remind us who we are and who we can be. As a writing challenge, I decided to sift through the words on my mind, and what I've found is what I want to share with you. A hint? I've found, among other things, growth, closure, faith and purpose. Care to revisit this story with me? If so, welcome to my poetic diary!
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