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Day 27- Extra limbs
Extra Extra, limbs today,
A tiny price you'll have to pay,
No arm or leg, no major cost,
I'd hate to leave you at a loss.
Got cash to burn? Then try a brain!
The best of all the things to gain
A thing to admire, a thing filled with joy,
(And your neighbours, of course, will have no better toy)
Even the homeless can join in be fun!
A toenail's a penny- that's right folkes, just one!
You can save your spare change and come down to the store,
Proudest hobo in town, of this I assure.
And if you've got nothing? You must be quite dim,
It's dangerous going round with no extra limb!
I'll even chuck in a free hand if you find,
That you wish to purchas
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The Truth
It has been over a month since my last journal. I know I promised I would keep these journals up to date, but stupidly I can never keep that promise. I just wanted to inform those who have been questioning my existence, if I'm still around. So, please let me address some things before vanishing again. (Hopefully, I don't vanish for too long.) :begone:
:bulletpink: The 100% truth of my disappearance is I'm incompetent of keeping track of everything. Wattpad, Wordpress, Instagram, Facebook, and Deviantart. Over time, it is quite obvious that my momentum was dying. I stopped posting the weekly updates on my blog. The new and "rare" poems for "I
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Birds
The birds are watching me. They stared at me when I left my house, so I went back inside. They watched me through the windows, so I bolted the curtains shut. Now they are listening to how my lungs expand and deflate through the cracks and peepholes in the walls and the foundation. They're trying to tell me something. I think they want to kill me.
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They sing now. The sparrows, the blue jays, the finches, and the cardinals. They sing me a quiet lullaby as I lie in my bed at night. Or maybe they're mocking me. Calling me a coward. A failure. My mother always liked birds. As a child I always thought she spoke to them in a way they
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The Tale of Meric
He looked down at the Sanctuary beneath the Eldergleam, tears coursing down his cheeks. The Sisters lay in pools of their own blood, dun-colored robes stained with it. They hadn’t had a chance against those that came for them, who had slaughtered them and Jerbodun and Hahnu. He’d never seen a dragon die before, had never heard of mortals killing them. The Priests were lying; dragons could be as mortal as anyone else when faced with an axe. Barely eleven years old, and he now knew the biggest secret of the dragons. He somehow doubted he’d make it to twelve; his earlier life made him all too aware of the brutal world beyond th
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