Close your eyes and write a poem,
Because sights are beautiful
But god,
Look at the sounds.
Close your eyes and write a poem,
Because sights are beautiful
But god,
Look at the sounds.
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“Dude, we need to shag ass,” Al said.
It wasn’t something one usually heard from him- he was all for fighting back and not running away cowardly.
But.
But.
Cockroaches.
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Katherine Marlow sat down against a cybernetically-enhanced ash tree, clutched her knees and put on her best helpless face. Frankly, she was offended by the fact that in spite of being a silver-badge warrior, she was chosen to do this lowly job. But of course, orders aren’t meant to be questioned.