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    I Find Myself Amongst the Flowers
    I Find Myself Amongst the Flowers
    I Find Myself Amongst the Flowers
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    I Find Myself Amongst the Flowers

    By Maryem Vontobel

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    A collection of poems and meditations exploring themes of relationship trauma, healing, creativity and freedom.

    "A wonderful debut filled with universally felt verses" - Nirmala Bhojani, Director of WOW Women of the World Awards

     

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherMaryem Vontobel
    Release dateDec 13, 2021
    ISBN9786277544836
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