WORD PLAY
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Last published Sat, Jan 21, 2017
"The lonesome hours is when imagination is vast, limitless even".
Word Play is a collection of poetry of all kinds made in the most haphazard moments of a gay girl's life.
note: for the part about the 2015 movie Carol, see chapter titled "carol"
P.S. Do appreciate that the parts of this writing is alphabetically arranged.
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