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Hungry
I want you to love me / The same way I want to party / Recklessly, recklessly, recklessly.
by Zadie Mccracken
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Poetry
Peak Hour
We are all asleep on this train. It moves / Forward and we jolt / Awake when it stops.
by Mia Boonen
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