A search for identity,
Who doesn't encounter this?
As a Leopard's cub think it could mix freely with cheetahs,
until they raced,
It was brought back to reality.I stand alone at the edge of this cliff
in search of identity,
in search of Company,
To know which path to journey.I see them, people aplenty,
Whom do I recognize with?
Whom do I yearn for?
With whom do I feel at an extante with?You!, tell me,
How did you find yours?
How do I find mine?
How do i find home?
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Tales of the Heart
PoetryThis is a collection of poems that talks about Affairs of the Heart.