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Thursday, July 29, 2021

The Fates

 Oh, if there be Fates spinning my destiny, 

Then we must all be at their mercy,

Sitting under Yggdrasil, those ladies,

must not know how to continue my story,


All they can dream up is so outrageous,

so inconsistent with the past,

How can the trajectory of my life end up like this?


I've never been more certain that there are no gods

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