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12 Minutes of Muse.

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They've called me Savannah since day one, it will suffice.
I write poetry and wonder where the days have gone.
And I find sleepingbags the coziest.

I am 18 numerical years on this earth;
Seen the unraveling of my own mother.
And I wander the boundary between souless and dead.

I need passion.
And Whoopi Goldberg.
I partake of the more worldy potables ( I stole that line).

And I drink rice milk because my stomach says so.
Gorgons envy my infinite strands of youth
wisdom, kindness, and intelligence.



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