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Stories by James Robinson
I woke up. I got up.
Poetry attempt. From a slack person to someone less so. <3
I liked her, she liked another.
Sometimes, those who we want to love so much dont want to be loved by us. That's okay. <3
You mean something to me.
In the aftermath of terrible weather, follows a rainbow. <3