poems i wrote for escapril
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i tried writing poems for escapril and failed miserably ( escapril is a instagram poetry "competition" where you write a poem every day of april ). needless to say i did not write a poem everyday of april but i really wanna get into poetry again. so here is a wattpad book on my poems that no one is gonna read.
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