Made it to Eighty

this is my eightieth work/page- i didn't even notice i had written so much!

eighty pages of thoughts,

just to prove to the world i was here-

eighty pages brimming with words,

thousands of them typed across in pixels-

eighty pages of my soul

gracing your screen-

eighty pages,all in all, 

eighty pages,just so far-

yet do you feel like you know me?

The End

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