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Mar 2016
46.
writing with a bent and broken pen
with dying, faded ink
yet somehow is still reaching the paper
sometimes i don't know what to say
i just know i need to say something
however eloquent or ******
however my words want to shape me
I feel like everything I write is just stupid and pointless.
Julia Mae
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Julia Mae  25/Illinois.
(25/Illinois.)   
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   --- and Pushkar Mishra
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