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I prayed to Atë For life But she did not take that well Because there is no easy way for me to be punished for that She cannot give me life and my own downfall
It is time to begin my day the sun is out and says "Hooray!" I drag myself out of bed I yawn and scratch my head. Then I can hear the oven humming and down the stairs I come running.
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