Poems from PITKERN

i feel so small all the time, like anyone could crush me.

i think that if i take it into too much consideration, the momental magic seems to be shaved away. there were twice as many stars as usual...

p.p1 {margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px 'Helvetica Neue'} “so, when should we have sex?” her lips were cherry pink and...

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