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A Shell You Pick Up Off the Beach, and ScreamA Story by 7211I smile in this vast darkness. |
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Screwdriver: Yours & MineA Poem by 7211His little drop of poison was my nightmare. |
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Music, I BegA Poem by 7211Music, my forplay. It is orgasmic. I feel it. I yearn it. An addiction |
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Petals of GoldA Poem by 7211Autumn, a brightness that you see and you cannot help but be filled. |
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Rain and Everything ElseA Poem by 7211Just a little fear of alcohol |
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