Week 1, the week of ones.

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Just going to get to it. If you read my first post, congrats, you probably know what to do. If not, read it first plz, here. Just vote by commenting on this post, I'll probably work out a more elegant solution later. Feel free to post as anonymous, but try to refrain from voting more than once.

Options below:

#1: I want mine to be the poetry that needs footnotes, words that need defining. I want to write from the past forward. I want students to wish I never lived.

#2: Save the planet by punching holes in the planet.

#3: I've given her my home, and unless I get into those eyes again, I'll never be at rest.

#4:  I never hope to be wise. I would rather watch the wind blow, waters swell. In a world where the carnal is at odds with wisdom, I choose happiness.

#5: She spends her time, watching any story that will have her. She knows everyone, knows how to do everything, she has all the advice you would need, but it only guides you to where she is, lifeless, and longing for an interruption, or an end.

Pick one! Vote! Get happygood!

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