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When you opened my mind Alongside my knees I thought I was a book of kinds Some volume you would read Perhaps even thoroughly Unhurriedly Or intimately But ultimately It came to seem That referencing is all you need Searching for a flair or look A certain way of speaking Honestly, in my book It's merely vain traits you're seeking A written list for your esteem Or footnotes for or your story Because surely You know how sorely Paper cuts Come from paper ***** Tight and gory
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Dec 5, 2015
Dec 5, 2015 at 8:17 PM UTC
Paper *****
When you opened my mind Alongside my knees I thought I was a book of kinds Some volume you would read Perhaps even thoroughly Unhurriedly Or intimately But ultimately It came to seem That referencing is all you need Searching for a flair or look A certain way of speaking Honestly, in my book It's merely vain traits you're seeking A written list for your esteem Or footnotes for or your story Because surely You know how sorely Paper cuts Come from paper ***** Tight and gory
poppy-perry
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Dec 5, 2015
Dec 5, 2015 at 8:17 PM UTC
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