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Sometimes I'm tired and can't sleep so I limit myself to writing poems instead of smoking weed at 4 am. Enjoy or don't, up to you. DISCLAIMER: If it sounds pretentious I know, it's poetry that's what it's supposed to be in my head.

Phoebe Carson comes across a very interesting parcel- what's this about a clock controlling the time of the universe? She was just an average girl ,so why does she have to save the universe? And for gods sake, Why does no one listen to her when she says her name isn't Parker!? (Honestly there will be some language but it'll be very little)

A collection of poems by a person whom is trying to collect her pieces up off the ground.