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Oct 2017
My poetry is a mosaic of pointed fingers, big bright spotlights,
and epiphanies highlighting "their" toxicity.
But it just hit me:
If I say that I see with my
eyes like I do, why couldn't I see that
I'm toxic too.
Ariana
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Ariana
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     Teo, TSPoetry and Cheighny
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