Juliet
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Emotions and SleepA Poem by Juliet |
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Sleepy DestinationsA Poem by Juliet |
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Blown to BitsA Poem by Juliet |
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The Truth of the MatterA Poem by JulietThe choice was always clear if I'd had it. |
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"Everything Was Beautiful and Nothing Hurt"A Poem by JulietTitle is a Slaughterhouse-Five reference, in case you didn't know. Not related to the piece. Read on. |
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Confusion In My BrainA Poem by JulietI can't figure out what's going on in there. |
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Rusty Rip TideA Poem by Juliet:D |
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Rambling and DisappointedA Poem by JulietNew turn of events, disappointed Lambi. : |
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So Many FeelingsA Poem by JulietNeo-celtic expansion of the innermost ramblings of a worker drunk on the job. Ignore this. It's nothing. |
