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There once was a man who lived alone in the woods

Everyday he would go to the forest collect twigs and branches and hunt his own food

He is sheltered by an oak built shack

His clothing and linen made from animal skin painted black

Nonetheless he seems happy with this life

He did not seek money, fame, power not even a wife

Whenever it was cold he makes a campfire and boils some tea

He would then sing a song about how lucky was he

Whenever theres a storm raging nearby

He will just go to sleep and hope that it's just passing by

And when another day comes he would wake from his bed

He would scratch his head and ask himself

"Why am i still not dead?"

The cycle repeats until

The End..

Just some poetry I hope you liked it....

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"With your feet steady and firm on the ground soar high and ignore limitations"  -Bladex
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It was good. Did you make it yourself or did you just come across it somewhere.

i made it up just on the spot

to admit - it was inspired by the bwp background story i told you just a tiny bit/

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"With your feet steady and firm on the ground soar high and ignore limitations"  -Bladex
EOSERV Class : Pixel Artist, Grammar Nazi, Server Owner, Mapping Artist, Server Coder, Test Player,
The Game Maker

That was nice, but from alot of poetry they don't end with "The End"

Someone doesnt like me haha....

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"With your feet steady and firm on the ground soar high and ignore limitations"  -Bladex
EOSERV Class : Pixel Artist, Grammar Nazi, Server Owner, Mapping Artist, Server Coder, Test Player,
The Game Maker