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Och, a am a Point of writing,
 A point of shame
Nothin great. 
Never have I wowed the world, 

Just one existing; in the constricts laid before me. 
Lazy.
Lazy as shit. 

Wanting hoping, for something to come along. To call me special.
That there was SOMEthing that made me stand out. Even for a moment. But goddamn, it didn’t come, it wasn’t there, not for a moment. No Wise woman came and proclaimed, THIS! This is the one to lead us to the future. This one’s work will be lauded for ages to come: they mainly know, but they will love. Resolutely. 

Im just a normal thing, goblin for sure, but no more magical than rocks and sticks and various lovely moss. 

I’m not sure where I’m going with this. I am. It’s all I can be. I throw tea parties for a living and bake scones, but I want you to fight the capitalist patriarchy every day. Run free my darlings. I love you!