Our Mighty Unspoken Words
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Ongoing7m
Last published Mon, Jun 17, 2019
There's all these different mighty words, all across the world, and so many are left unspoken, and left in our brains, for us to dwell on, and think on.
·230 in Poetry 6\24\17
·195 in Poetry 6/26/17
i made this when i was 14 and i wrote up until 2017 .i'm not really sure all i wrote about but enjoy me probably being cringy lmao
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