My Dramatic Poem in Celebration of 1K

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Fade not my work, oh elements of old,

May it reach the heart and minds of which have been told

May it reside in memory of those at their peak,

And in the treasured souls of the hurt and the meek,

May in it they find comfort and from the world an excempt

In the words which of I have dreamt

*Unhuman noises coming from my bedroom* Stranger: Should we check on her? Family: No, she's just being weird*sigh*like usual

Meanwhile............

OH MY FREAKING GOSH 1K READS HOLY CRAP GUESS WHO'S IN THE CLOUDS RIGHT NOW HOLY FREAKING CRAP RAISE THE ROOF! *does the sprinkler and lawnmower before moonwalking/tripping out of my room to fall down the stairs and get a milkshake* *deep breaths* Ok, I'm calm........ish

But thank you so so so so so.......ect. much!!!!!!! 1K reads holy hippogriffs this is amazing!!!!! I was expecting about....I don't know 50 reads? But thank you so much, I was sick and when I saw 1K reads I was just going to bed and when I woke up I felt better. I am 100% sure it was the reads, rest had nothing to do with it (lol) Anyway thank you thank thank you thank you all so much and see you soon!!!!!

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