Young travelers
backpack on my shoulder
chaplet swirled between my fingers
I took nothing with me but a pyjama
For the roads are long and naps will blend in my journey
An Expedition in the search of contentment
I didn't have my phone yet I knew right exactly where my destination is
I followed the star
Following my heart
And we met.
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THE BIG LITTLE BOOK
Poetry#1 slam #1 poet Semi diary semi poetry type of books. God can meet you in your rock bottom as well as on the top of your little mountain . In this book I talk about my mental health and how i overcame depression anxiety food disorders and addiction...
