Cuddle me in

“A story about touch and recognition…”

Photo by Alexandru Zdrobău on Unsplash

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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Jesus Jordan Parra

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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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