Biography
I write poetry. Obviously. I also love pie.
Samples
Everybody cries over the tragic villain, But who weeps for the unknown here? It is they that sacrifice so we may press on. But so often they lie forgotten On the battlefield of life. Our tears ought to be shed for them, Not the villain masquerading as a victim.
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