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When confronted with his own dissatisfaction with life, an eccentric billionaire goes to great lengths to prove not only his own existence, but to understand the futility of the human condition.
Poetry is not something to turn down as a waste of time. Poetry is a window to the soul of the person who writes and to the people it refers.
The people we meet up in our lives. They come, they go. Some stay for awhile, some stay forever. But, who is the only one truly to share your entire life with ???
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For those wondering what this is, we over at Speculative Fiction Authors group started a game of sorts where we try to develop a story line by line. It works like this, one person write a line of a story in a thread and the next person writes the next line of the story. You can write however you think the next line might go. We continued adding lines until we had this story, or until the weekend was over, whichever came first.
When confronted with his own dissatisfaction with life, an eccentric billionaire goes to great lengths to prove not only his own existence, but to understand the futility of the human condition.
Poetry is not something to turn down as a waste of time. Poetry is a window to the soul of the person who writes and to the people it refers.
The people we meet up in our lives. They come, they go. Some stay for awhile, some stay forever. But, who is the only one truly to share your entire life with ???
lollollololollollollololollollollololollollollololollollollololollollollololollollollololollollollololollollollololollollollololollollollololol
For those wondering what this is, we over at Speculative Fiction Authors group started a game of sorts where we try to develop a story line by line. It works like this, one person write a line of a story in a thread and the next person writes the next line of the story. You can write however you think the next line might go. We continued adding lines until we had this story, or until the weekend was over, whichever came first.