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I wrote this way back in 6th grade and recently rediscovered it. My teacher didn't like the ending. I thought it was hilarious.

Corrupted by the steel cages of an everlasting institution of death Drifting on waves, the pertinent ways of my petulant mind that transcends all..

Musings of my mind

Trying to make sense of a life, and after.

Water collects in a bulb at the end of those silked drawn strands A salty river runs down, dropping off to the softest land The saddest look ..

Wrote it quickly to try and cheer up a friend.

A back turned to a friend in need. Or anything else you want it to be.