Zatoichi
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Thoughts on the NYC homeless shelter systemA Poem by ZatoichiThoughts, prayers |
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Thoughts, droughts, draughts, naught but ...A Poem by ZatoichiTwisted into itself, the mind has nowhere to go and words are just a collection of letters and letters are just symbols and symbols mean nothing witho.. |
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a meditation on the inhalation of dustA Poem by Zatoichi5 syllables too many |
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Why I'll never be wealthy and always be wellA Poem by ZatoichiEveryday I greet the afternoon with a hearty "Good morning" and sing in the face of def- initely the most of infinity my finity can handle, the .. |
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untitled is a titleA Poem by Zatoichi10:22 pm Monday 3-9-09 SoCal --Sublime talks to my soul and memories --a moment in time and time in motion --there's an ocean in my ears.. |
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seduction to destructionA Story by Zatoichia day in the strife |
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The Ballad of Chloe Madison, girl detectiveA Poem by Zatoichia work in progress- bear with me |
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roll creditsA Poem by Zatoichicoming soon to a multiplex near you |
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100% cotton black-and-white houndstooth designA Story by Zatoichia memory |
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