My writing career peaked in class the other day when I wrote this:
I was a Pokemon master. There were people, there were lights, rivalries, rockets; It was messy.
There was body glitter and dyed hair.
Money. New home, new car, french food, drivers, marble, swords and guns, race cars, parties, planes, and cable.
Pokemon:
Time, lessons, team.
Wisdom.
Invest, invest, invest, invest, collect, collect, collect, collect.
This is it, the final. One more push. Same town; simple ride.
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