Stories. I live for stories. Spoken from the mouths of the young, the loud and the ones in the corner.
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I Don't Know When I Grew Up... by SincerelyAtlas
I Don't Know When I Grew Up...
Word static. Thoughts written in times when thinking is hard. Poetry by an empty poet.
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