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The good ol' days
I was talking to my grandparents and they told me what the world was like in the good ol' days....
The world was in termoil
the depression they called it
but even when they were poor
they took the time to talk and sit
They knew there neighbors
they didn't yell at there kids
they were happy
a boy an his dad wore baseball mits
They wanted to help
the people were nice
now if you live
it's by the roll of the dice
You waved to eachother on the way to work
you gave people there money's worth
They wanted little more than they needed
The days lived happily from death to birth
but not any more
the world has fallen from grace
we lie beneath the stars
and are forced to stare God in the face
Oskobyp, Wanted.On the planet Naboo, just outside Theed, a trandoshan farmer named Oskobyp was working out in the Millaflower fields. He was just finishing his seed planting, unlike most he did it the old fashioned way. "Done." He said wiping the sweat from his brow. He waved to his wife a Kel Dor, and adopted kids, a rodian boy and a kalee girl. He walked back to his house. "Daddy?" The little boy said. "Can I have your metal stick thingy?" The boy asked pointing at his farming tool. "Oh no son, I couldn't do that this thing is very dangerous." He said putting it on his back.
"Daddy?" The teenage girl said tapping on his shoulder. "You said you'd help me get a mask like the other kaleesh." She said as he picked up the boy. "Alright, have you picked out a species?" He asked. "I want a bursa skull." She said excitedly. "Well when I get back from the market I'll take you to go get one." He said putting the boy down. "Oh thank you, thank you, thank you! Your the best!" She said hugging him and running in
Real? lesson IOne boy scales the side of a mountain, one step at a time. His pants were torn and wethered. He came to a gate, the cold wind on his bare chest. He read the insctription over the gate. "If it wills, you will enter it, If you will, it will enter you." He walked through the gate, and up to a hut at the top of the mountain. He came into the hut, and he saw an old man sitting on a pillar in the center of the room. On either side of him was a candle one with a green flame, one with a blue flame
"Are you Him?" The boy asked. "Yes, I am He." The old man answered. "I have come to ask you a question." The boy said. "And your question will be answered." The old man said. The boy sat cross legged like the old man. He entered a meditative state. A spectre of the boy and the old man appeared. "What is real?" The boy asked. "What do you mean?" The old man asked."What is freedom?" The boy asked. "Freedom is real." The old man said.
"You say freedom is real?" The boy asked. "Yes." The old man answered
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