Words-- the supplement to my supplicant need to be freed. This deed is the seed that encompasses each passing glance in this dance toward the strained and sad reality of my plurality.
Natalie! Why, how do have so much talent?! Everytime I read your words I just... I stop for a minute or two. You have such a way with words. I want your brain!
On a completely different note, I had to look up the word "supplicant". Japan is murdering my vocabulary. Anyway, I like that word.
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can i say "WOW"!
i KNOW the person who wrote this...that's what I thought when I read this poem
Natalie! Why, how do have so much talent?! Everytime I read your words I just... I stop for a minute or two. You have such a way with words. I want your brain!
On a completely different note, I had to look up the word "supplicant". Japan is murdering my vocabulary. Anyway, I like that word.
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