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The Struggle of Being Accepted At A Cost.

Most of us struggle with the dirt of the dirt to get to the crossroads with ourselves in the mirror before we truly see ourselves for who we are. Sometimes, the mirror becomes a deception of what we truly see.…
The Missing Piece

I have been in solitude for a long time, trying to find a burning flame that would make me squander time pondering. Here I am, sinking in a drought of thoughts about his meditation sounds. His earthly nature, yet I…
“Letter to My Unborn Son”

Everything seemed so dim in the beginning. And Son, I knew you before the sun could even see sunlight. First, I thought it was a mere dream, a world so undeniably unreal. I will tell a story that I will…











