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when he slammed his shot glass down and wiped his mouth with his arm he told us: my soul is gonna try to escape tonight. I c..

I need space, tons. And a yard that’s huge but not with a trim mowed lawn, just a field where with hammer and nail, I’ll build se..

This is a poem about a fantastic movie.

This poem is inspired by Allen Ginsberg's "Howl."

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