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  • A Typewriter's Blood | Collection
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    A random collection of free-verse and narrative poetry. ~There is nothing to writing. All you do, is sit at a typewriter, And Bleed.~ | Ernest Hemingway | Note: Some of these compositions are mine, and some of them aren't. All credit and such go to the original writers of the ones that weren't written by myself.

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