When we love, we always strive to become better than we are. When we strive to become better than we are, everything around us becomes better too.
Love, Hope, Inspiration
The world speaks many languages, the boy thought
World
Every poem is an infant labored into birth and I am drenched with sweating effort, tired from the pain and hurt of being a man, in the poem I transform myself into a woman.
Poem, Woman
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