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I write poems as confessional as Anne Sexton’s, yet of my soul, not my body. Perhaps I’ll dive deeper still, into what I rarely speak of: regrets, dark fears, what haunts me in the dead of night will flow easily from the tip of an ink pencil onto an eager page. Often, I think not before I write, and
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