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 Oct 2020 Strying
rage
ending
 Oct 2020 Strying
rage
not to be rude, but why cant you just change?

the moment i knew it was all over
 Oct 2020 Strying
ketjil
I once wrote poems
spilling my darkness
onto paper
now
I wish to write poems
spilling the light
I have found within myself
however
I seem to have lost my touch

-Kejtil
if it was ever there
 Oct 2020 Strying
ultraviolet
Coffee no longer wakes me up.

That's how sad I've been.
 Oct 2020 Strying
Kafka Joint
I feel in the air
The tired waiting
Of autumn rains.
He is beautiful inside and out
I would like us to be beautiful together
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