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The night is young and full of rest I can’t describe the way she’s dress’d She’ll pander to some strange requests Anything that you suggest ...
Washington    I will always be soft for you.
Elijah Nicholas
Honolulu, HI    I will call down the fire, and then the rain.
Los Angeles    not much of a poet so much as an awkward teen.
stuck in the tide/one wave at a time
glass can
San Francisco    Please, and thank you. Not dead, seemingly--yet.

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