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Wind gusts over grass
The blades bend towards the ground
But they do not break
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-feeling emotionally well enough today to attempt smugness-
I like not being a part of this mess. -
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[ veeeeery private-locked to self; attempts to hack will find nothing but frustrating ink smears ]
( The truth hurts. ) -
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Nothing is constant
Even blazing stars burn out
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Fuck this. -
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(audio: Sasuke's breathing ( Read more... ) -
[Private to Self, kind of]
(written to Winry while laid up in the Hospital Wing, mailed soon after)
( if you're still pretending this is what's right ) -
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You know, it isn't the teachers' jobs to coddle us.