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  • needs a TON of work at allpoetry
    Nobody knows what I just really am
    Nobody's here.
  • Chapter One at storywrite
    The young, rich, law clerk, Rylan Pollux, was walking down Ransit road at Two o'clock in the morning. He had been working for twenty hours strait that day, and was about to sle

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