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A/N: I found this in an old journal from when I was a Freshman. Woke Freshman amirite
Knowing is only half the battle
Finding out makes you the best
Fighting back is not the rest
Together we stand
with the shore at my feet
I hold you so close
that we are complete
The sun shines overhead
the waves dance and crash around
They sing and they chant
so that we almost drowned
Before nothing mattered. But for many, their worlds have shattered. So different to this kind. Same age, different mind. No shows with real people and actors. Cartoons are the only thing I can factor. Maturity is such a silly thing. So what if pl
“Greetings friend,” said I.
“Do you need help?” asked my friend.
“Oh, no thank you,” was my reply,
So my friend said, “this will only meet a bitter end.”
“I’m here by no accident,” I explained.
“Greetings friend,” said I.
“Do you need help?” asked my friend.
“Oh, no thank you,” was my reply,
So my friend said, “this will only meet a bitter end.”
“I’m here by no accident,” I explained.
