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dead poet Dec 12
cut me some slack;
been feeding too long on crackers from the mart.
it takes guts to admit -
the best feeling you've had all day
is letting out a ****.
sorry, i know it stinks. had to let it out.
Irate Watcher Aug 2014
Close the tab —
I want to be a writer.
Not because I'm mightier
than you,
but because it's all
I know how to do.
Sigh...

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