Some would go as far as to say
That I try to walk the lighted way
And never speak. Well they'd be right,
Because these are the words I'll never write.

While walking down a foggy avenue
In the dark of night just after two,
A man slips barely out of sight—
He has the words I'll never write.

I give him chase, running down the street
As he tries to escape me and keep

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I sit back on an average day
Behind my glass window pane
And watch countless flocks of birds
Fly in perfect little V's.

When they're tired they stop for lunch—
They peck endlessly at the dirt.
And as I watch I start to wonder:
"What do caged birds do for worms?"

Do they make a siren's call?
Maybe look upon the rails?
Or do they sit within their walls
And eat only what is given?

Perhaps they fear the outside world.
Who could blame them? I've sure seen it.

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A couple nights ago I had a long chat with someone in this community who sits on the far opposite side of the table from me, someone you all probably know seeing as his name has recently been (and I assume will continue to be) plastered all across the front page. It was mostly philosophy against philosophy, point against point. I don't feel that either of us managed to impact the thinking of the other, and if I'm wrong, then I didn't catch any of his signals.

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David Is 2Ez, Come At Me, I Need To Vs Some Kid On Pocketmans X Or Y

Gl Kids

Comment Friend Code And Then I Will Pm You

To quote my post in The Writer's Group:

Evening.

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In a few minutes (whenever it is approved and posted by the FIMFiction site pre readers) a new side story to Athanasia will be released. Now you may be wondering: "LUC! You said you quit! Why are you posting a side story and continuing the chapters of Athanasia?" For the answer to this question, please refer to text line of this here blog.

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Just kidding, could you imagine if I was that guy?

Instead, have a picture of Twilight, my 3 month old wolfdog puppy.

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only brontosaurus predicted this would come: