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Haley

If you don't learn to write your own story, someone else will write it for you

5 poems·Since March 2013
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Rumors

March 2, 2013
are slippery. Like moss on a riverbed rock they hide, multiplying in the dark places where no one can see. Slowly, so slowly they creep, covering each and every and pebble, seeking to reign sovereign over their small ecosystem, and, before anyone can realize, the river has turned a jealous shade of green.
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