My literary zoo of magic!
'It’s harvest time, in our old village'
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“Welcome, one and all, to the thirty-third regional Thunderfall competition! We have before us today the best of the best – our reigning champs from 42 local competitions, and they’re ready to face off! Whoever wins tonight is headed to Nationals!”
We can look to history
and say//we’ll never repeat the mistakes of those days//But we commit our sins
in similar ways…
…the warmth of the moment is a salve to your wound, and you feel as if you could lift the moon.
Yeah, I know. I’m being naive again. I am who I am.
A retail worker’s nightmare customer…
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