Remember promise
in giant red doors
you saw
while your knees shook
at the edge of the
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He had a diploma. He had ideas. He had time on his hands. He started a blog.
He had the knack. He followed the conversations. He enjoyed the process. He wrote strong entries with weak headlines
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There's something in my closet. Its raspy monster breath makes my curtains flutter at night. I tell my mom, but she says it's just the sound of the wind whispering secrets to the moon.
There's
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