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What Am I


I Can HEAR COLORS, I CAN FLY, WHY CAN'T I?! Did i Die, Thy Lie, once Fly? Who am I
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I'm An American Anthropologist, a man of Peace and Wisdom, Loves all and Cares too much. I really truly know these poems here are real, really really real to me its basically freaking me out but in a good way!:) excited to me these All so talented Hearful ones I relate too in depth. Love all I think of you

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