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These are just some poems and possible short stories all in one cover. Some of them are about me and my life and others will just be about things I think are neat. Hope you enjoy! :) <3









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5 October 2020

I've gone on to start writing a new poem book titled "My Abundant Life" and it can be found on my profile.
thank you all for your support <3All Rights Reserved

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