I have no desire to wear expensive threads on my skin. For they would only mask the wounds. I carry within. Instead, I choose imperfection in celebration of my flaws. Perfection is merely an illusion designed to gain applause.
Indie Poet and Author✍️ of four collections of poetry.
Chronic Fatigue Warrior💪
Volunteer, Solo Traveller✈️ and Yogi🙏.
Spilling ink from my heart and Soul.
My writing is real and raw, so if you are looking for a fairy tale you are on the wrong site!
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