It has no beginning or end, this story of mine, yet, I would not call it never ending..
This story is one of a kind, as it's setting is merely just the inner confines of your mind, for this, is the perfect setting. Constant bedlam and peace in unison, in one place, at one time.
This story can mean many different things to many different people. Some may find this story rather beneficent, others, may be apprehensive as to find out what it truly means to them.
This story is one that can confuse the wise, but make sense to the foolish, as its more than just a simple assignment, it's an artifice of psychology. A gateway to your own mind, if you will.
This story is the banter of the brain, but, it seems as if many people take it for granted, treating it as just a simple bauble, not realizing what they have, or even realizing when they lose it, that is, if they ever do.
This story is the arbiter of the universe, and, thee judge of mankind. It can help you ascertain the secrets of the world, without much help from others at all. You must simply be assiduous whilst reading it,
This story, no matter how many atrocious blemishes it may have, is certainly no botch. This story is a true piece of art, and not art is considered beautiful. There will always be a critic. There will always be antipathy.
This story has no happy ending, nor does it truly have a sad one. This story is simply born into humanity, and, eventually, dies out of it to simply be born again.
This story is Life, and this is a story that should be cherished by all.
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Well? It's going to be graded.. I'm not sure if its good or not.. maybe I over did it for a sophomore class?
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