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sitting by sails.

poetry by nicolas ryan brown.

Tag: hope

February 23, 2019March 30, 2019

i ate a donut and didn’t feel bad about it.

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February 22, 2019March 17, 2019

i asked my roommate for a title, but he couldn’t think of one.

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