An Intoxicated Storyteller
poetic rants and other confessions
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poetic rants and other confessions
Fall
about last winter
Her
Adulthood
the faceless abductor
could have, should have
reigniting faith-a true story
to this little trophy!
of incapabilities, and poetry
when words abandon you
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