A long time ago

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i wrote a book about myself.

i read a book about half-elf.

I could have lied but I did not.

Instead I imagined a whole lot.


My life used to be dull

but now I don't have time to relax.

I used to be a normal girl

But I have to go and beat a guy up with an axe.


My life was weird

Now it is even more so.

All of my sins are retold

But my name was forgotten a long time ago.

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