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The perfect girl, with the perfect eyes, is sitting all alone. The cafeteria has more kids than seats. Yet t..

Once upon a time I tripped, Went flying down the stairs. As desperately I tried to grip, I found there weren&rsqu..

Questions do not lead to answers, Instead they lead to more. Then wind up on a sign Above a classroom door...

I am typing this Because paper Has become irrelevant The physical act Of moving your fingers In chore..

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