: About Me

My passion is ...

Poetry, and painting.

I know too much about ...

Health.

My parents always told me ...

I was a quiet boy.

My favorite memory ...

Every sumer go in beach.

Why I write ...

I feel free.

My first job ...

E.R.

My best moment ...

when a famous painter said the beautiful words for my painting.

My inspiration ...

Nature, and dhe love.

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: New York City

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So infinite way, and city, You walk and be so little, The most beautiful feeling. You run and go way, And when this huge space, Is ended,or not you never know, The very weird sens. You feel like grown up, In this very weird city and sure, Look are know for so long years, And maybe,I `m his part. Like a giant human, The breath through,train and buses, The cars ,and all human been. This is the must beautiful and weird feeling. I think every body. like and deserve, To be honor to be his part, So famous in world, Everyone , like to be his part.

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