Afrosement belle
C. Befoune

You tell your story in words that humans cannot understand. Words they can feel.

You tell your story like an observer,traveling through time. You see your past, present and future.

I love how far you’ve come. And the way you’re accepting your truths, stumbling forward to a beautiful soul.

Never stop reinventing yourself.

Your friend,

Tchassa Kamga.

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