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my Grass type collection, I thought it would have been a cute idea if tamed grass types just hung around in pots like how dogs have beds, and their trainers decorate the pots and water their mons and take a billion pictures of their mons loafing in their pots on the window sill.

the only down side I could imagine is muddy little foot prints or sand/gravel spread all up and down the house after the mon is done hanging out in their pot

I wrote this while sitting in the car on the way to work this morning, when I was caught in heavy traffic. (and then finished it off during lunch).

WrenchxReader, set before watchdogs 2 takes place, at the previous year’s Skelter festival.
954 words.
Marks off for 1. Meetings on my writing list.

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Foot Prints in the Sand

One night I had a dream
I was walking along the beach with my Lord.
Across the sky flashed scenes from my life.
For each scene I noticed two sets
of footprints in the sand,
one belonging to me
and the other to my Lord.
When the last scene of my life shot before me
I looked back at the footprints in the sand.
There was only on set of footprints.
I realized that this was at the lowest
and saddest times in my life.
This always bothered me
and I questioned the Lord
about my dilemma.
“Lord, you told me when I decided to follow You,
You would walk and talk with me all the way.
But I’m aware that during the most troublesome
times of my life there is only one set of footprints.
I don’t understand why, when I needed You most,
you leave me.”
He whispered,  “My precious, precious child,
I love you and will never leave you
never, ever during your times of trial and testings.
When you saw only one set of footprints
It was then that I carried you.”

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“I promise you, I’m always there when your heart is filled with sorrow”