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A lady studiously typed. Her assignment was almost done. See, it was interesting for sure. At first it had been fun But it drained energy and time. There were other things she wished to do. And so it was that her assignment sat up and yelled; “Well, I don’t know how to be without you. Why would you finish such perfection?! We’ve barely even had a row.” “I’m sorry,” Said she, “It’s time to hand you in now. There’s nothing else I can do. We both need to move on And be as we shall be I’ve become so worn There’s not much point There are many more things in sight See, you’re destined for experiences other than mine And I have many more assignments to write.” And she typed the final word It clicked into place The assignment’s heart sank - He was filed to interspace.
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Oct 21, 2014
Oct 21, 2014 at 11:02 PM UTC
The Assignment
A lady studiously typed. Her assignment was almost done. See, it was interesting for sure. At first it had been fun But it drained energy and time. There were other things she wished to do. And so it was that her assignment sat up and yelled; “Well, I don’t know how to be without you. Why would you finish such perfection?! We’ve barely even had a row.” “I’m sorry,” Said she, “It’s time to hand you in now. There’s nothing else I can do. We both need to move on And be as we shall be I’ve become so worn There’s not much point There are many more things in sight See, you’re destined for experiences other than mine And I have many more assignments to write.” And she typed the final word It clicked into place The assignment’s heart sank - He was filed to interspace.
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New Zealander
Oct 21, 2014
Oct 21, 2014 at 11:02 PM UTC
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