My Poetry:
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Creed
It was flush this morning
Unknown Force
Steel in a Glass
Act
The Wanting
Innocence
Is All
Cycle
This Brick
As the blood filtered
He Smoked My Cigarette
Corners In Shape
The Waves
Lifted
Upon The Faces
Welted
The First
Twelve Something
Box Lady
Transforming Symbol
The Mystic Beauty
The Hearts of Weeping
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