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Appreciating Life

Flying,
Dying,
Trying,
Allying.

Breathing,
Dreaming,
Seeing,
Ceasing.

All the memories that we all know,
Are the things that will not go,
All the things that we remember,
Are sparks of hope; and burning embers.

Growing old,
Loved ones aside us,
And the ones,
That did guide us.

Life is something,
That we should use well,
Or it will go,
And we wouldn't tell.

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Mr. Grant

Mr. Grant found his way to the Library through a strange door in his basement. He doesn't know why there was a door in his basement. He never had a basement.

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idk a good title tbh

Hey. This is a draft. I don't know what to put here. bye!