“He who does not really feel himself lost, is lost without remission; that is to say, he never finds himself, never comes up against his …
I found calmness and peace in feeling lost.

Consider the lillies.
Consider the lillies.
I'm a content writer and recently a web designer; I just finished my first paid real estate website. Poetry is my life but I haven't been written some for a while now. Life has been handing me a few lemons. I would love to connect, inspire, challenge, question and educate people with this blog. I'm from Kenya; I love my country. I hope this blog excites and teaches you a thing or two. Email me to make your site, write you a poem and write a beautiful article. Check me out on Medium too; I'm more unhinged there.
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