Teach Me How To Breath
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Words from the heart. From looking through a window with your nose pressed against the glass, to looking in a mirror that reveals your innermost thoughts. Or in this case, my characters innermost thoughts. All the emotions and feelings of the rainbow. Each chapter is written differently, some poetry, some vignettes, and other writing styles. This is writing about mine and other characters journeys and thoughts about their life, told in different ways.
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