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Who am I? How am I? What am I doing here? I am not my thoughts, I am not my feelings, I am not my mind. I am a free soul, I am a poet, with a sharpened quill, I am your mirror, I am your wake-up call. I write poetry, stirring your soul, confronting you with life, waking you up from sleep. I am calm, I am joy, I am peace, I am love, the food that nourishes the soul. I enter carefully, I step in slowly, through the dark corridors, where you never dared to go. I do not come to destroy, I do not come to harm, rather, I come to heal. Let us listen to the silence, quiet our minds, and let our hearts speak.
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Mar 7, 2025
Mar 7, 2025 at 1:36 PM UTC
That's Why I Came
Who am I? How am I? What am I doing here? I am not my thoughts, I am not my feelings, I am not my mind. I am a free soul, I am a poet, with a sharpened quill, I am your mirror, I am your wake-up call. I write poetry, stirring your soul, confronting you with life, waking you up from sleep. I am calm, I am joy, I am peace, I am love, the food that nourishes the soul. I enter carefully, I step in slowly, through the dark corridors, where you never dared to go. I do not come to destroy, I do not come to harm, rather, I come to heal. Let us listen to the silence, quiet our minds, and let our hearts speak.
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Mar 7, 2025
Mar 7, 2025 at 1:36 PM UTC
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