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poetry allows me to purge and process. its how I breathe.

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Mother #2 They say I have a child now,A small being, with its own thoughts and sensesThings that I have not yet managed myselfAnd now, an innocent soul is now embodied into existence in this world.A small human, no harm has even caressed the skinThe devil didn’t whisper in her hear, she didn’t come out […]