Here is a weird little poem I wrote:
NamShuB
Because I am a bard I will speak us on a bardo.
Because my voice is only text,
You will need to imagine yourself with me us.
You are standing on a harvested field.
Before you is a river of fire.
On the other side there exists a volcanic island.
Do you die to LIVE ?
NamShuB
Because I am a bard I will speak us on a bardo.
Because my voice is only text,
You will need to imagine yourself with me us.
You are standing on a harvested field.
Before you is a river of fire.
On the other side there exists a volcanic island.
Do you die to LIVE ?
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You are standing on a harvested field. There is a mailbox in front of you.