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Today's the day
To start my novel
And see what happens
If it's any good or not
I'm nervous, inwardly quivering,
But I'd rather try my hardest
Then never find out I had it in me
To start my novel
And see what happens
If it's any good or not
I'm nervous, inwardly quivering,
But I'd rather try my hardest
Then never find out I had it in me
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Wisdom Comes
May wisdom bless, Leaders of men. Thread the needle, Between ideologies. Illuminate understanding, Of the macro and micro. Run the simulations, Determine probabilities, For a viable path, Towards a protopia. Strengthen the will, Harness the power, Under ancient instincts. Reshape the order, But minimize suffering. Let wisdom come, Hear her voice, Whisper in your ear, Like a gentle lover, Planting a rose, Breaking the stone, Inside your chest.
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TG TF: Me to Sam Greenfield
Since Alex and I got back from the world of Disney's the little mermaid I thought I'd take more consideration of what Ireland was like. I heard of a thing called luck of the Irish. I wondered if Alex was lucky. Soon I found a penny. It looked just like one from the Skydance movie Luck. It was what Bob let fall out of his collar. Might I be lucky to find it? The title character of Luck was Samantha Greenfield. My name was Samuel. We both got called Sam for short. If that coin could transport me into the world of Luck turning me into Samantha then maybe I could take her place in the world and show a way of having good luck. Something lucky for me would be that it wouldn't matter if anyone knew who I was in my head or not. They'd call me Sam all the same. So I picked up the penny and it began to glow. First my socks disappeared and my feet shrank and lost hair. My shoes turned into dark grey sneakers with white soles. My legs shortened, thinned out, and lost muscle and hair leaving me
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Another Road
The Sun’s Tear Another road Sanaya looks up at the impressive set of ruins and she slowly enters inside it. The girl of the jungle looks around at the carvings of the stone walls and notices just how silent everything is inside; neither the sounds of birds nor monkeys could be heard, making her feel uneasy. She brushes a lock of hair from her face and touches upon the scars on her face, reminding her of her purpose of coming here. A hiss can be heard but it is unclear in which direction it came from. Something is with Sanaya in the ruins. Something very large and long. Sanaya hears the hiss and stops in her tracks, practically frozen. She takes a few deep breaths and continues on her journey through the ruins, feeling somewhat uneasy at who or what she might come across. “H-hello..?” She stammers. “Greetingsss.” A voice practically echoes in the ruins. The serpent seemingly hidden in shadow but is also very much so all around Sanayah. The jungle girl stops in her tracks and looks
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