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Saturday, June 19, 2004

Eee. Monkey D. Luffy is my new Hero.
Huh. Huhhhhhhhhh.
Okay. I've been such a lazy bumb lately. Sad huh. I think so.
I just visited some peoples sites.
So many of you are so interesting. While I wallow in the extremely boring pool.

I read Naruto and One Piece (both #1's) the other day. I liked One Piece better, but the anime, which I saw number one of, wasn't as good.

In other boring Maarii news. I'm going to post a poem just because I'm a poet and I realized I haven't posted any.
It'll be at the end of this post.


Uhhh. Does anyone want to read more of that story I posted a few days ago. If so, I might try to get my creative gears turning to write the next mini-scene. If not. Well. I'll stay lazy I guess.

Anyway. Here's the poem.

How long have I wanted freedom?
Too long to know I still haven't achieved it.
And where is the freedom that I seek?
The sky screams at me with an answer.
If only I could speak to the wind.

How long have I wanted love?
Since before my heart was broken by the fact that I didn't know.
And why do I need it?
My fragile human existance needs to be reinforced.
If only I wasn't made out of such thin thread, spun of fear.

And How long must I stay like this?
How long will Lonely hold me?
Cold fingers around my heart.
Rusty chains around my wrists.
Colorless hatred over my eyes.

In the summer sun I'll try.
To hear a language in the wind.
To spin myself a tougher fiber.
To find that weakness and overcome.
Under the Summer Sun.



What should I name it?
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