I Couldn't Find Her So I Created Her
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To be honest, if anyone could have given me anything growing up, being rescued would have been my first choice. I Couldn't Find Her So I Created Her is a novel told in poems, chronicling author Tyler Harrison's experience with abuse, trauma, life, love, and God.
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