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Etat : New.

Etat : As New. Unread book in perfect condition.

PAP. Etat : New. New Book. Shipped from UK. Established seller since 2000.

PAP. Etat : New. New Book. Shipped from UK. Established seller since 2000.

Etat : As New. Unread book in perfect condition.

Etat : New.

Paperback. Etat : Brand New. 288 pages. 9.00x6.00x0.65 inches. In Stock.

Paper Back. Etat : Very Good. 119 pages. Books listed here are not stored at the shop. Please contact us if you want to pick up a book from Newtown. Size: Size E: 8"-9" Tall (204-227mm).

Some Cover Scuffing. ~ SCARCE EDITION ~. Paperback : soft cover edition in good to better condition, a typical used book with slight wear to edges and spine. Overall good / nice copy of this scarce title. Excellent reading on the subject. A good book to enjoy and keep on hand for yourself. Or would make a GREAT GIFT for the fan / reader in your life. Reading is one of the great pleasures in life. Please send us a note if you have any questions. Thank you. Illus with b/w Photos (illustrateur). SIGNED & INSCRIBED By Author. Book.…

Soft cover. Etat : Good. Soft cover teaching text book. Will combine books to reduce postage -MAKING MEANING IN PRIMARY CLASSROOMS.

Etat : New. Print on Demand.

Card Covers. pp103.

Paperback. Etat : new. Paperback. Inhale gently. you've just stepped into the marrow of my becoming.This is not merely a book of poetry-this is a reliquary of resurrection. Each page is a scar. Each stanza, a soft scream stitched in shadows. Here, you will not find romance wrapped in ribbons or sorrow gently placed upon a shelf. You are entering a cathedral of ruin and rebirth, where the broken parts of the soul still pulse, still ache, and still rise.I did not write these words to be admired. I wrote them because silence began to rot inside me. Because pain demanded a language. Because grief wore my name, and I had no choice but to answer.This book is the breath I never knew I held-the exhale after years of holding in the storm. It is the elegy of a girl who died a thousand deaths beneath the weight of her own thoughts, and the hymn of the woman who clawed her way back through the dark with nothing but trembling hands and ink-stained hope.What you hold in your hands is not polished poetry-It is the ash of who I was, still smoldering in verse.It is the siren song of survival.It is what remains when a heart learns to keep beating. even in pieces.You may cry. You may remember.You may find fragments of yourself inside these ruins.Let them whisper to you.This is a book for the quiet warriors.For the ones who smile with salt still on their skin.For the ones who have learned that beauty is not born in the absence of pain, but carved from it.Welcome to the metamorphosis.Welcome to the ache before the bloom.Welcome. to my truth.One breath at a time.-Melissa Kaye Lowe This item is printed on demand. Shipping may be from our UK warehouse or from our Australian or US warehouses, depending on stock availability.…