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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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Book 3 of the "Short Poems" series. - - - "I could easily and hopelessly fall- although I'll release my all." - - - (NOTE: THE TITLES OF THE POEMS WERE ALL GOT INTENTIONALLY CAPITALIZED ON THE FIRST LETTER OF EACH WORD FOR AESTHETIC PURPOSES.) Copyright © 2020 by Pawerr14 All Rights Reserved (120 SHORT POEMS AVAILABLE) (BEST IN BLACK BACKGROUND) (COMPLETED) - - - -Pawerr14

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