Life Poems
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All these poems are different and some may be better than others. There is one poem called Desperate Measure and I wrote this poem in high school. Also, there are two things that I wrote that are not poems but are more like what I would want a date to be like or how I would like to meet someone. Please do not copy my work. It is not yours to use and it is illegal to copyright others people's works.
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