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Random First Lines:These are a few short poems about people who leave others or are taken away. These poems are meant to relate to others and hopefully make them... » Read
Tonight a teacher has died. I wonder what humanity has left to ruin. I'm sickened. I hate myself for being part of a race that can take something fragile, and shatter it. You give me things to write about. You inspire a world I so desperately hope I had created. It is a monster.
The 5th part of the history of Richard Channing