long-lost notebooks

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trite hours of the night.

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going through my desk, i noticed a notebook i had not packed for college. my mother must have hidden it for me in my desk, execting me to clean before midterms, i guess. but anyways, it cntains some poetry that i have the humility to think is fairly moderately decently okey. and i have nothing else to blog about right now. so here goes...


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