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Kimo
Oh, I do not know where all this dying comes from How many times must we rebel against our own light and brilliance before we flash our ...
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There's a lotus flower seated between my blue eyes today. Today is my day and I wish I could call Sotce on the phone. It is good ...
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In the iron house, where the iron lady lives, she sits at her favorite window. The view from the window looks out unto infinity. The wh...
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In the vibrant yellow of a butterfly's wing, there is summer. I am young. I am hungry. Each day feels necessary. Alex G's new al...

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