The Neoteric - newspaper of Tornertem

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Hmm...

1 • Day 776, 23:18 • Published in USA USA

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Looking around, I have to tilt my head. I've fallen so out of touch with the eWorld that I don't even know who the president is. Nor do I actually care. I've had better things to worry about, to be honest. The place seems to be running, regions

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A quick pop back in the office...

0 • Day 770, 23:31 • Published in USA USA

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Well, I'm not going to lie. My interest in this game faded considerably. But that doesn't mean I won't periodically come back in, fight a battle, buy some grub, heal, and scram. I'm still playing this game, kind of, even if I'm not giving it very

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Failures

0 • Day 731, 09:57 • Published in USA USA

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A simple rhyme
does not make song
even if it takes so long.

A happy tune is just a tune
before you add the words.

The twittering melodies
Of days now lost
Are something heard
on only the darkest roads
In the thickest thatch
of old

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Subtle

0 • Day 711, 22:24 • Published in USA USA

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Little dreams,
scent of rose,
sweet opiate hope,
glowing stars.

(I dream little dreams, taking in the soft scent of rose, the sweet opiate hope, until I awake to glowing stars.)

lights shining,
the looking glass,
silhouettes cool,
so

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A Midnight Hymn

0 • Day 707, 01:11 • Published in USA USA

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The room is resting in the darks
Softly leaving little marks
To bleed us when we do not know
What rests in places we don't go.
The night is not a gentle place,
It will split the skin and face

And no one wants that do we?
If it scares your