Here here to starting something new. Forces beyond my control have pushed me here kicking and screaming even though I knew it was time. Time for something fresh.
I'm a lone bushi, living my life. Sometimes fighting, sometimes sleeping, and always looking. I like to throw sticks as far as I can in the air. I pick up acorns, snapping the tops off for smurfs to use as bowls. I can't stop collecting. I have a samurai sword by my side at all times. I try to imagine everything and nothing at once, and then spit it out later with a brush.
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Like the lotus blossom blooming out of the mire.
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