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Poems, Short Drafts, Rambles, and Reflections
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  • Parts 5
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  • Reads 120
  • Votes 3
  • Parts 5
  • Time 26m
Ongoing, First published Feb 24, 2021
What the title says I suppose. Mostly about personal feelings or situations, sometimes based on shows I watch, but probably very rarely. Though some might be themed off of the shows.

Also, at least a significant amount surrounding or based on the time of space and/or time. If someone asks, and this gets enough votes, I might just do one on dinosaurs ;)

Oh, and you can suggest topics for me to write about, though I probably won't do all of them. But if I say I will, then please be patient as I'm not as good at keeping my priorities straight as I like people to believe lol.
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