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in a far off land, i lay, as the little children play, i cannot, will not, do not, move or stray. - sleep paralysis. this is a book of poems, short stories, and whatever else i find myself writing in the middle of a mental breakdown. please read with discretion.
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Poetry for those few souls that long for realness our world lacks Written not for reads but a place where I can write my feelings so I can attempt understand them myself. ••• To the boy that changed me. Heartbreak or not, you will live on in my burning heart.

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