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OPEN JOURNAL POETRY
Don’t go to far
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Not so High

Whatever lifts consciousness releases us from the confines makes our concrete a mushy mess we left behind We are supple young malleable...

Down by the Zah

My girls out here giving face in NYFW shoutout Sarah, you know we can’t be around you if your fashion’s weak. You know, We killing all...

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