is really what's killing me.
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About Me.
- Emma Cherry
- In a yellow sumbarine, Liechtenstein
- We must blend into the choir Sing as static with the whole. We must memorize nine numbers and Deny we have a soul. And in this endless race for property and Privilege to be won. We must run, we must run, we must run.
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- If you must fly away, while I am laying still I w...
- A Mission of Our Eyes
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- E.e Cummings
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- Our Bathrooms are Theaters
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- Engine in my stomach
- i want this!
- Math Class
- i want all of you, right now, right here.
- small plastic bags
- untrue to their wings
- green table cloth, small feet running amongst isle...
- i miss my dad.
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- Above the ground, you and I are trees.
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- Small and Fragile Like Ash
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- i'm so tired
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- i don't know how to explain my feelings. i don't k...
- under wide skies, i know a place where we can go.
- " i'm screaming at the top of my lungs, and i'm pr...
- inside of everyone
- that three letter word
- floating sunlight
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- Theory of Knowledge Class - “ Compare and contrast...
- "you still hurt me" - William Fitzsimmons.
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- Theory of Knowledge Class - “Evaluate the strength...
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- HL English Assignment. - Images & Writing.
- what i'm convinced is keeping me alive, is really...
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- i can't really
- the one you once loved most.
- “When should we trust our senses to give us truth?...
- all i needed
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- sea glass
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