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I truly don't belong here
Nobody can hold me dear
Started when I was only 4 years
Continued to this very time here
Everywhere, I pull up the rear
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Some say myths to be just that
Fictional ideas on a page
While I disagree, straight-up and flat
They have connections to this age
One such is Ic..
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Read and discover.
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A lone silhouette meandered through an iron door, struggling to maintain balance. Upon reaching a short corridor, it clutched its side tightly, fluid ..
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A morning in the life of Dasken.
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A fated encounter.
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The next day, I walked down the halls with a bit more pep in my step. I was excited to finally find someone who understood me, if even just a little b..
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...you get the idea.
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The rest of the day, I got weird looks from every person who even heard about the fight. So much for keeping a low profile. Come lunch, they praised m..
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After the screaming was done, I found myself stuttering, unable to comprehend what was going on. She was trying to come up with a solid excuse, mutter..
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