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Mar 2018
i can't write when i should
my words don't like rules
they have their own sleep schedule
but ohhh when they want
to came and play i can't stop them
they are pouring out of me
like a juice out of those juice boxes
when you blow air in the straw
...
/M.A/
yellow-thoughts
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yellow-thoughts  23/F/Forest
(23/F/Forest)   
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     Alison, ---, Wordmancer, --- and Angie Marcano
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