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May 2018
10/25/16
Food is poison but dispite the fact I continue to ingest such toxins the numbers are good, and numbers don’t lie.
9/29/17
What is it, to be out of shape? What shape are you when you are in shape?
Because last time I checked ‘fit’ and ‘healthy’ weren’t shapes.
Squares, triangles, circles, those are shapes.
10/6/17
Dancing Queen is me.
Skeleton Deer Man jr. joined the scene
I sobbed real tears of joy
Thank you for everything.
These poems from random days that I wrote about from my diary
Written by
Kendall  17/F
(17/F)   
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