The man

The man

A Story by Andrew Bean
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This was a quick thing I made. I was bored.

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The man came upon a horse of light he rode not doing anything but yet gave hope to all.
He rode with purpose but no purpose he had. He then was whisked away.
The people didn't know what to do without the man. They cried they prayed. 
There focus was brought away. The starved everyday. The begged him for food and then seeds came.'
They prayed some more but nothing came. If only said the man.
They prayed and he gave them water. They cried and asked for food not liquid!
They were fools. They had everything in front of them
They did not want to work. They wanted to play. They wanted things to be brought. They did want to work.
So it killed them in the end. 
And so is our end. Until next time my friends.

© 2015 Andrew Bean


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Andrew Bean
It was something i made quickly because i was bored.

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Added on August 1, 2015
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avon, UT



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