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No Keys to My Soul
a poetry journal
Saturday, January 31, 2009
Cellophane
I feel
very ordinary
and very indecisive
very plain
entirely unremarkable
and just very blah.
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Arielle Marie
I sing, and write stream of consciousness poetry, and do absolutely anything with theatre. Oh! and I waltz.
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American Ballet Theatre Dictionary
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The Complete Works of William Shakespeare
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Each of these poems is copyrighted 2008 by the author. No quotations, however brief, may be made without my as the author's prior, express, written consent.
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