random poetry
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Ongoing5m
Last published Mon, Jun 9, 2025
hello this is my second book that i am writing on wattpad. just a quick heads up these are poems that i most likely wrote in class and some of them will be ones i wrote outside of class i do not think i be updating this book a lot so bare with me here. Enjoy:)
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