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    Reality as Illusions: Poems
    Reality as Illusions: Poems
    Reality as Illusions: Poems
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    Reality as Illusions: Poems

    By Blaire Boston

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    Debut author Blaire Boston has written 21 new poems in this compelling collection. Stories by way of verse and truly honest poetic descriptions fuel this literary accomplishment meant to be shared with an audience of those who've suffered, loved, dreamed, and survived. We make reality and beauty is in those illusions.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherBlaire Boston
    Release dateDec 23, 2023
    ISBN9798215801888
    Reality as Illusions: Poems
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    Blaire Boston

    Blaire Boston is a writer and graphic designer living on the East Coast, USA. She writes literary fiction and poetry.  📚BIPOC author

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