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Fawn. Something that has yet to be dawned upon. Frowned upon. Making things up because it's the stool we were left up on.
Staring at this monitor... wondering what to write about. This is oneword.com after all. It's all about thinking. Being under pressure. Whatever comes to mind. Type it. You'll make something beautiful without trying. Someone, somewhere will love it.
I went on a quest to fulfill my journey. The destination i am reaching no one can take from me. I am the quest and i have risen. Falling isn't an option. I rise until there's nothing left to see. I am you and you are me.
I saw a pile of poo.
I slipped and went it on my shoe.
I looked like a fool.
With a pile of poo
Smeared all over my shoe.
Little did i know, it was on my butt too.
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