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MATIAS

30/M/NEW JERSEY Poetry Is True Art Not The Stuff Hanging On Museum Walls,Most Of What I Write Is From A Perspective Of Other People W/A Sprinkle Of Me. One Day A Man Falling In Love & The Next A Girl Who Might Need A Reminder That She Is Greater Than Life Itself.

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