Randolph
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Devils Like to LunchA Poem by RandolphThursday! |
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(No) Stage Left.A Poem by RandolphIt was Wednesday. Apparently it happens all the time. |
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Immaturity for Beginners. (Foul Play)A Poem by RandolphOh, just one of those evenings.... |
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Melville Went Shopping.A Poem by RandolphMy porch is quite opinionated. |
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Sisyphus Smokes.A Poem by RandolphLessons learned. Busy little B******s, aren't they? |
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Becky Writes.A Poem by RandolphAlmost dying (again) was the tits, yo? |
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Not to be Titled.A Poem by RandolphPlease don't ask... |
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TurnedA Poem by RandolphI had a very "Me" sort of evening. There was nonsense and random happy people who told me nice things.... |
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Look AboutA Poem by RandolphIt was stormy. I don't know.... |
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Ernestine Ophelia 1876-1970A Poem by RandolphTook a stranger on a walk through a cemetery. It was that kind of day. |
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