Mispelled
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Ongoing5m
Last published Sat, Feb 24, 2018
Words. That's all it is. When love is dead and you're gone, everything depends on words. We shift letters into words, and we transform those words into sentences We pour our hearts into those sentences and call it poetry.
This is it
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