There once was a lady,
Excluded from life,
And thrived on her own in purgatory,
She had her own serenity somewhere nobody else was,
And nobody knew she was alive,
But then people from a world way beyond her limits found her,
Extracted her from the purgatory,
And held her hostage as a viewer of the world.
All she had to do was watch the world and give these elitist people updates,
Now these people lived and secluded themselves on earth,
And could not transport themselves unless they killed themselves.
And since she was an extracted individual,
She could not be killed off by anybody else
And if she did she had a chance she would not go to purgatory,
And if she did go back, they'd **** her.
So she was scared, and she has not tried to **** herself since.
And her name,
Was Astraea.
May 11
May 11, 2026 at 10:00 AM UTC
There once was a lady,
Excluded from life,
And thrived on her own in purgatory,
She had her own serenity somewhere nobody else was,
And nobody knew she was alive,
But then people from a world way beyond her limits found her,
Extracted her from the purgatory,
And held her hostage as a viewer of the world.
All she had to do was watch the world and give these elitist people updates,
Now these people lived and secluded themselves on earth,
And could not transport themselves unless they killed themselves.
And since she was an extracted individual,
She could not be killed off by anybody else
And if she did she had a chance she would not go to purgatory,
And if she did go back, they'd **** her.
So she was scared, and she has not tried to **** herself since.
And her name,
Was Astraea.
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