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Stuff I Write
Stuff I Make
Dying like Spring, rebirth like autumn.
Round hole, No peg
Attempts to chronicle my youth
Lets stop thinking about friendships as a “give and take”
Inosculation of I, we, me, and you
Skillets on a Sunday
A Letter to my (Future) Daughter
Raise ’em on rhythm and blues
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