until it has wings it walks, the caterpillar doesn’t wait for the transformation in order to go places; it keeps moving until it can fly.
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until it has wings it walks, the caterpillar doesn’t wait for the transformation in order to go places; it keeps moving until it can fly.
Your poetry is beyond amazing. Beautifully written. I will have to thank Nissi for telling me about your site. I’m very grateful to have found it. Thanks for sharing your writing with us….
Michael
Michael, I thank you for reading and further trusted yourself to follow; the amazing things is the poetry you found in yourself when reading anything posted here. Ahh, yes! Nissi, a good and dear sister who continues to inspire me; the fact that she led you here speaks incredibly to who she is as a person and poet.
Sincerely,
Tshombe
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