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Coexist


My spirit is joy.

The universe is my friend.

My soul is at peace.

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ErinPlaysKeytar

I'm thoroughly convinced that I belong to the Beat Generation. Allen Ginsberg paints my soul, while Kerouac feeds my never ending hunger for adventure on the road. Poetry is my outlet, and where I let the cluttered thoughts in my mind thrive.

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