Fleeting ForcesA Poem by Kirsty Woodwarda constant pull between needing to make something of herself: throwing it all away by running herself into the ground. opposite ends of the spectrum, or are they? you gotta be rich or famous to go crazy. © 2016 Kirsty WoodwardReviews
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Added on May 3, 2016Last Updated on May 3, 2016 Author
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