A young poet clouded in mystery, I never show my face or reveal my age. I do this to allow my work to speak for me. I paint my identity through my work. I also refuse to publish any of my work into a book, to keep my identity a secret and the mystery flowing. Will you allow me to tell you a story? I also refuse to publish any of my work into a book, to keep my identity a secret and the mystery flowing. Will you allow me to tell you a story?
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