For the mind thinks, the heart beats. For your imagination creates, your dreams debate. For smiles are endless, words are fearless. And the mess of ink on your hands builds a haven of rhymes, of love, of times.
A collection of poems about love, life, love life, life love, and anything else under the sun.
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