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forest city, nc 17 · north carolina · poet
New York grow up, kid.
F //i post sporadically at best
moonlight as an astronaut
"Hope. It's like a drop of honey, a field of tulips blooming in the springtime. It's fresh rain, a whispered promise, a cloudless sky, the ...
45/F/Michigan Writing is a reminder that I'm still alive. A hippie with a gypsies touch. Hollow, trying to embrace the earths saliva. Ask me anything I'm ...
I oftentimes dabble in the art of the written word.
Washington Those who are broken, never want anyone else to be.
Ronnie James Corbin
Dayton, Ohio Lost soul swimmin' in a fish bowl, year after year
Pennsylvania Some call it "expression" I call it "insanity"
London human being / twitter.com/clickbaitpoetry / read them aloud
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