Jake Martin
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feigning the fear of fleet foxes [blank thoughts.]A Poem by Jake Martincontrol the influence------------> |
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in retrospectA Poem by Jake Martinhmmmmm |
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three fateful wordsA Poem by Jake Martinlove, in the happy sense. |
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untitled 143A Poem by Jake Martin |
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wondering, wanderingA Poem by Jake Martinbask in the randomness. |
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oh yes, i noticed youA Poem by Jake Martinwhat a clich |
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OverA Poem by Jake Martin-- |
Story PreviewA Story by Jake MartinI don't know how this one will turn out, or even if it will. |
DivisionA Story by Jake MartinHistorical fiction. It was a school project, so it may sound like it at times. Philip Auxer was a real person. This is not his autobiography, I was ju.. |
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