fugitives,
your mission, as you well know, is to write a persona poem based on the options available to you via last week's meeting. fugitive bionic jesus has been provided with options during an excursion this weekend.
please post your world-saving poems with the appropiate label.
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Civilization and its Contents (The Conflict Within)
I think she's beautiful. I want a kiss.
But if I want that, I should ask her out on a date. Better make it a good one.
I'm going to feel like I'm too nervous... but if I don't end up asking her out, I'll regret it later.
She amazing. Just take a hold of her hand....
...Ahem, on the date, that is!
Just ask her out, or you'll feel like a damned idiot.
Come on, dammit! She looks fertile!
No! I have to do things the right way!
Be a man, and ask her out! Honestly, the worst thing she can say is "No".
Alas, my conflict within distresses my heart. Why must I be this way?
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