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Dear Diary Topics:
Poetry
Letters To _____
Touch My Sleep World
My Fairly Lucid Life
Strange Little Stories
November 20, 2007
Sin
Unspeakable
false breath,
old hearts
weary as
kittens
meeting life
(bending breezes)
grotesque
stale laughter,
a smile
using fewer
muscles
than the mouth
deserves
(biding pleasures)
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