And I didn't even get to answer all the comments on my last journal entry which was...Way Back Then.
So why did I decide to revive this thing? Don't hope I've had any creative impulse - nor that I actually have anything to say. Sorry Lugarid, if you're reading this, I can't even come up with some appropriately poetic musings, so yes, you are reading a completely pointless post, pointless enough for me to have nothing better to do than point this out to you, hypothetic Reader.
I just feel like keeping a blog again. And since this one already has a remarkable count of four-line posts, why not beat on the old dead horse again?
Hear the pulse and vibrations and the rumblin' force
Somebody's out there beating on a dead horse
Devious Comments
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See there! A man born -- and we pronounce him fit for peace.
There's a load lifted from his shoulders with the discovery of his disease.
We'll
take the child from him
put it to the test
teach it
to be a wise man
how to fool the rest.
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