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mnesomeye

Poetry

  • My Life in a Paragraph.

    She looked across to the other table at the group of girls, as they laughed; played with their glossy, glued extensions; complimented each other's luminous, dirty faces, streaked with paint ...

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On some days, my will to write disappears faster than a donut at a police station.
— Arcticus