In The Rhythm Of Small Joys

In The Rhythm Of Small Joys

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In the Rhythm of Small Joys is a journey through memory - from the wide-eyed wonder of childhood to the steady roots of lasting friendship. These poems wander through backyards and quiet rooms, explore the bonds we choose, and hold moments of laughter, love, and bittersweet goodbyes. It's about the places we've outgrown, the people we've kept close, and the small joys that keep us moving forward.
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