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Thursday, January 29, 2009

trouble.

Sitting alone in a crowded room tonight, I realized:

I haven't written any poetry in 6 months.

...something is wrong.
Posted by FMcG at 10:22 PM

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"The choices I've made in life require me to take public transit."
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