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L. V., because you render me wordless / poetry-less
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L. V., because you render me wordless / poetry-less
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L. V., maybe this is the opposite of self-harm
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L. V., i found this poem as it settled at the bottom of your paint water
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L. V., because you render me wordless / poetry-less
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L. V., because you render me wordless / poetry-less
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Tell me honestly: Who are we without poetry? Who are we without the sadness?
L. V., i found this poem stuck between a stranger's teeth
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L. V., i found this poem visiting the small town you left years ago
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L. V., an ex-poet's self-portrait of sorts (pt. 23: no littering)
do you love life, dear stranger?
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L. V., translating strangers' confessions into poetry
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L. V., idk idk idk idk idk idk idk idk idk idk idk idk idk idk idk idk idk idk idk idk idk idk idk idk idk idk idk idk idk idk idk idk
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The girl sitting on the bench writes about us. In her mind, we sleep in
each other’s arms at night. In her mind, I find the courage to say I
love you. In her mind, you look back at me just to say you love me too.
L. V., i found this poem whilst a crime documentary played on in the background
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