Reading Time: < 1 minutes I think when the fates were spinning the threads of my destiny,  Some crazy nymphs must have scribbled all across it, Taking it to be a drawing board.  Someone must have graded the resulting art work poorly,  Because everything in it was as far from perfect as it could be.  My destiny was not manufactured …

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Dream Peddler

Reading Time: < 1 minutes Dear Seller of Fates, You read the cards of my life and sold me fate. Of course, magic and unrealism were your more popular wares but your primary product was fate.   And dreams. You peddled dreams packaged in hopes and expectations that grew in direct proportion to my clashes with reality. In a world full …

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