This book is not a classical collection of poetry devoted to self-healing, self-love and all those modern things. This little book is a stranger who speaks to you at the bus stop, it is a patient waiting at the doctor who is silently suffering just like you, it is your sister, your brother you never had. It is a moment of peace in the chaos of the world. This book is a friend who never talks about your hair behind your back, its place is at the bottom...
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