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They look like us. They breathe, eat, sleep, walk, taste like us. They, however, are not like us. They don't watch like us. They don't skim past detai..
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A poem inspired by the Hunger Games series, although I only read the first book...anyway, these are the realizations that a tribute comes to right bef..
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My dog is literally the color of hardwood floors, which inspired the line that inspired this poem.
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This is a found poem from one of Faulkner's acceptance speeches that ended up not being at all related to the speech...
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Something I wrote when thinking of all the ways someone could be bullied and what a bystander might think in response.
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Another mystery/riddle of sorts...
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Batman fanfiction one-shot, particularly about The Batman (2004-08) but able to be understood with just general Batman knowledge.
Then the chant. "..
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A blurb about one of the mysteries of life...can you guess what it is?
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