Join the new world

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DAY 8
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Poetry has never been a medium I have ever been able to wield in any sort of shape or form. It certainly confounds me. Certainly I could trot out some randomly Googled poem to re-enforce the notion that I am much better in search than I could possibly be in creativity. And yet, in the spirit of love, I will try my hand, or should I say fingertips, to the task before me.

Every heartbeat hangs in the balance;
Every sigh a butterfly’s pace.
If only a whisper of spring could break the silence between.

Unanswered questions, the pride waits;
Unanswered songs dance like the lily’s mane.
Somewhere in the distance, fear is building an escape.

Never knowing, only hoping;
Never talking,
Can it not be explained with a gentle call to love?

A mountain top to marvel at;
A mountain top, a pleasant view
Yet, she remains silent, and all I can do is wait.

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THE GOOD


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THE BAD
I give you "bacon-wear".


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THE UGLY
Pinkerton's Perspective
Now, I'm not suggest there is anything wrong with the paper or the article. But is this quote, "You guys all got a secret hard on for him. If not, we would insist that eRepublik prevent banned players from returning.", from MCCVII the UGLY truth concerning buttmonkey... PTH, etc.?



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THE BONUS
eNPR tonight at 19:00 may never be the same!