Dec 11, 2021
“A story about touch and recognition…”
I am born, I die and I live
Like everything created
More I am me
And I am not the others.
Because one day someone brought me
To a world that did not want
Even though my heart belonged
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Writer of essays, poetry, stories. Studious of the ancestral Traditions. I am also a student of the etymologies of words.
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Writer of essays, poetry, stories. Studious of the ancestral Traditions. I am also a student of the etymologies of words.
