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My bank accounts empty, so I am broke!
I'm two years past twenty, this is not a joke!
I have no money!
This isn't funny!
Someone please help me before I have a stroke!
About the Creator
Dylan
Hello, Welcome to my creative journey!
A Love Forboding
The chipped stone slope caused unbearable footing. I slid, skirting on my heels. I cast my shield, relinquishing my guard to stay upright. Left with my double-edge and a prayer to the maker, I skated toward my objective. The earthly stubble gave way to solid ground. I found myself restored, a trail of dust in my wake.
By James U. Rizzi5 days ago in Fiction
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