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Seventeen Poems in One

“Blessed be this union”Italian culture wasTo divinely merge our fleshWe couldn’t help ourselvesWe showered, then sleptI knew it would be our last night The monsterHas fallen over everythingAnd builds up the younger girls Revenge is healing myself better aloneMeAloneWith someone special: Myself TransmuteYou don’t have to be a good writerTo be a successful one Lucky…


I’m getting new carpet installed tomorrow, so I was hoping to get to bed and wake up kind of early… well it took until about midnight to force myself to stop reading and try to go to sleep. I don’t know why I’m having so much trouble sleeping this week. I don’t *feel* extra distressed….

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