domingo, 8 de janeiro de 2017

October 15th, 2016

The older I get the more I fall in love with the words and the power they hold. I don't know if I still believe in God but I certainly see poetry as my greatest prayers these days. If it wasn't for my habit of writing and reading and connecting with what I read and produce, I might have fallen into an even deeper hole of fear and uncertainty.

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