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one fragment ❖ r.furude
There's a poem that I'd like for people to read and share their thoughts on. I'm not sure how good it is, so I was thinking that maybe having it in a public forum like this would allow for some discussion.
Committing a crime isn't scary.
The scary part is to admit it.
Receiving a punishment isn't scary.
The scary part is to know the pain of it.
Neither crime nor punishment will be gone from the world,
Because humans are unable to know their future.
Alternatively, if you do not like poems, or would like another question to chew on: there isn't some sort of magic that can make someone become older, is there?
You can say that curiosity killed the cat, really. If you have your own poems to share, I'd like to read them as well. Writing these sorts of things is a hobby of mine, I suppose.
Committing a crime isn't scary.
The scary part is to admit it.
Receiving a punishment isn't scary.
The scary part is to know the pain of it.
Neither crime nor punishment will be gone from the world,
Because humans are unable to know their future.
Alternatively, if you do not like poems, or would like another question to chew on: there isn't some sort of magic that can make someone become older, is there?
You can say that curiosity killed the cat, really. If you have your own poems to share, I'd like to read them as well. Writing these sorts of things is a hobby of mine, I suppose.

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This is my first time experiencing something like this; I've never had to do it before.
[What does she have left to prove? She's died so many times that she can't count them on two hands and not once has she been a place such as this before "moving on". It's odd to her.]
I earnestly don't know much about the nature of this place. It isn't that I was covering my ears, but rather... many other things were happening that nobody had the chance to explain to me much.
Amongst other things, I suppose.
Although if karma is in play, I'd have to guess that I have too much of the bad. I suppose saying that is a bit ironic, however, for a shrine miko.
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I don't really know if there's a value system at play here, like you can gain or lose points, or if the goal is just to reach the end.
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Not once have I rolled ones on the dice and landed in an afterlife school after my passing. I don't understand why I'm here to begin with.
There are an infinite amount of worlds that could be better. But the same goes for worse, too. Reincarnation doesn't guarantee a good second chance.
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I could understand not wanting a second chance. I can understand wanting to rest.
I still want to do things, though. I want to play games together with people - or, whatever it is I like doing in my next life.
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I wouldn't say that I don't want another chance.
[She doesn't say second because she's died not once, not twice. Too many times. Too many chances. She's counted them all.]
If you still want to do things, then that's worth fighting for, right?
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[ She wants friends in her new life so bad. ] Maybe I'll even remember some of how I figured out how to make friends on my second try, too?
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[There's many bad.
But there's some good.]