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my will of won’ts of these words
i'm not trying to romance you, i'm trying to slap you
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winter in warm world tree
i stand by the park-bench under the tree
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famous poet is an oxymoron (a letter to You, Me, Myself, and I from the same)
famous poet is an oxymoron, safe sex was too
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code
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twelve lines on what it’s all about
earthearthearth...
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sometimes i think i get it
sometimes i think i get it
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she says the heart must be broken
she says the heart must be broken.
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my love relationship / hate relationship, and why
why do you love? because i know hate. why do you hate? because i know love.
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how to love
how to love
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ptsd
What's it called when warriors are born in peacetime with all the fight and paranoia left in them?