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Mist from the waves gathered thickly among the dreaded ports. Distasteful sprays littered the path that separated the rock from the water. Clochards and streetwalkers found this fish hole best suited for their priorities.
By McKinley Jo4 years ago in Poets
Me and my twin have a very unique relationship. We tend to argue a lot. Sometimes she’s right, sometimes she’s wrong. I can’t seem to figure out who to listen to when she’s constantly hammering thoughts into my head.
By McKinley Jo5 years ago in Humans