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One, two! One, two! and through and through
The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
He went galumphing back.

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So this is me; over it, over us. All it took was most of a poem to get there. Well, that and a lot of thinking.

I am, what you would call, moving on. Fresh start. Blank page.

Also, thanks for the lovely suggestions. I tried all of them (minus the mohawk [sorrrrrrrrry]) but none of them really work. Even the drawing didn't go as planned which shows me that I'm not all back yet.

I have, however, overcome what I said I would. I have fixed problems in my life and now, with that blank page, comes more problems to overcome. I am not being pessimistic, because not accepting that minor problems will ever happen in my life again would be plain stupid; I am just ready to beat whatever comes next, because I know I can.

Also, to the person who commented first on my booth yesterday before I deleted it, yes. Yes, my mother does know I am "a Fagget!". I have one question and one statement for you. Does your mother know that you are a homophobic bully? and also, please PLEASE learn how to spell and learn some grammar.

Thank you.

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