I send headaches straight to Mordor. And I also send nights when there is a full moon because I cannot sleep then. It is no fun at all to stay awake in the dark when all the other beings in the house and outside it are fast asleep. I hate these kind of nights and I stay up untill four in the morning and make up poems because there is nothing else I can do. Last time I made one called "Lullaby". A bit ironic, isn't it?
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Is this the end? No more the hunt, the journey and the goal? That terrifies me most: no more the goal! -Ray Bradbury, Leviathan '99
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