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Wow look at 2016 comments! They should see the Art Posting thread now!

I stare at a wall.

I don't remember the wall being there when I first fell asleep, and yet I can't fathom being here without it, without staring at it in frustration that I can't find a thought to think. There's only the thoughts there of trying to think of something. I'm sure the thoughts will come eventually, but I need time.

And then the wall comes to life in front of me; I see it how it truiy is now, a jumbled mess of white words flying towards me. There's run and fly, sight and knowledge, and even more words that aren't coupled together. They're blurring as they break from the wall and swirl around me.

Noise begins to ring in my ears, too. It's expectations, really; parroting what the words have to say. "I hope this one is a Chances." I try to move away from the wall, but the words follow me, as vicious as ever. "I hope this one is Belief." I raise my hands to block my face, but just see words there too; circling my fingers in little white loops, first so few that they could be jewelry, and then so many that they could be gloves.

"It'll be Thoughts for sure." "I say it'll be Bravery." "Intelligence." "Stunning."

The words begin screaming their names at me. They've grown too numerous to count, and they aren't relying on others words to convey their messages anymore. I turn back to my bed and-

That's when I wake up.

I've had this dream so many times now; about the words I never got to use, the names I've never had. I don't mind it myself, but something inside of me demands that these unused names haunt me. 

I didn't even know this was a thing.  I know so very little.

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I shall write a little poem. 

Flower petals flutter in the breeze

Like birds

Chirping happily

Spring is finally here. 

It's bad, I know. :( 

Uhm...ANOTHER POEM!

I slide in the white blanket

Feeling at home at last

The icicled branches surrounding me

And snow melting into the pond that I have known for so long. 

YAAAAY WINTER! 

Okay. I THINK That this is a place to post random junk so...

Ahem. Dear thesaurus.

Dear thesaurus how to describe 4 u you posses my corneas you have your promulgators alias

when you entered the earth you bemoaned and it broke my humanity.

I'm  alloting every day to you domicilary live was never quite my style when you express friendliness

you bash me absent i fall aside and i thought i was so ingenious.

(Hello.  I am hobbes. I am a talking tiger and the literal manifestation of jack's good side. I Would like to apologize to anyone who cares about grammar. We're sorry. Don't sue us.) 

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