I can't describe me.
I am creativity, anger, happiness, joy, emptiness, storm and silence. I am a poet with no regard for smooth lines, perfect verses and slick end rhymes.
All that matters is the strength of my words, my heart and thoughts spilled as ink on paper.
I am a poet.
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My Words.
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This book is a collection of my thoughts expressed as ink on paper.
They are intended to create awareness, to...
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