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Thursday April 19th 2012, 9:57 pmItchy, scratchy, my eyes roll in grit. They are fatigued, making it hard to see clearly as I battle onward. Slinging my arsenal as efficiently as possible. The light blue energy lines of my sketch pencil, wielded with powerful bold jabs. The black slick liquid arcing across from my weapon of choice, the Raphael number 2 glides with accuracy for smooth attacks. My enemy affronts me, digitized manipulation of counting, using unseen arms of measurement to deflect my efforts to fully realize my goals. My adversary is cunning, speeding up machinations when I’m not looking, while I focus deeply, pressing on in my strategy. This damned bandit seems to be always just seconds ahead of my every prod and prick of the clash. I must prevail. I must overcome.
The War With Mister Time Wages On
April 19th 2012
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