Inside the hourglass #bravetogether
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Dernière publication mer., déc. 8, 2021
In honor of mental health awereness i have written this poem.
Looking for a balance for a healthy life in an hourglass is feeling like you stand on top of the world, other times you feel like drowning under the sand with no air to breath.
Lets be #bravetogether
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