Clip clopping on the gray.
The usual, no different.
Choking and guttering.
Disturbing and loud.
They collide with a crack.
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5 comments:
I used to think I was a prolific poet. But you, at just 16 are cranking them out. Seriously very impressed. I wrote far fewer poems than you at camp it seems.
Hehe. Keep goin.
Prolific poems? What the heck are they?
Many.
Huh? Explain. Please.
ahh...
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