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Sep 2018
Some drink away their sorrows; I write away mine, exploiting the pain and declaring it as art. I wasn’t born a poet; I was broken into one.
Vanessa Viniegra Chrisphonte
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Vanessa Viniegra Chrisphonte  31/F
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