I Feel It All
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Última publicación mar, ago 2, 2022
This book is made up of each of my daily struggles as a black LGBTQ kid growing up in a carribean home, I feel the need to add I'm the oldest child...those who know the struggle understand.
Each chapter is a representation of how I'm feeling at the moment, it can be a poem or simply a rant
I made this as a way to get my emotions out to others who may feel the same way I do so hateful comments will be ignored.
ANYWAYS, I love you guys and I hope my words get across to you all the way they should<3
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