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One of the Worst Instructions Ever"Throwing and Absorbing Badminton"
THE PRODUCT IS A NEW TOY FOR GAME AND SPORT
IT IS CREATED BE BAXIAN RUBBER COMPANY
THE PRODUCT CAN BE USED FOR PHYSICAL TRAINING
AND PROMOTES QUICK RESPONSE OF BRAIN
PLAYING WITH THE PRODUCT DO NOT BE CONFINED
BY PLACE AND CLIMATE. IT IS ANIDEAL APPLIANCE FOR
INTERESTING AND OPPOSING GAME. EVERYBODY MUST BE
LIKE THE PRODUCT. BECAUSE ITCAN BE PLAYED BYTHE
ELDERAND THE YOUNG.FOR YOUR HAPPINESS PLEASE B-
UY THIS NEW PRODUCT. YOU ARE WELCOME.
EACH OF TWO PARTIES HOLDS THE RACKET WITH. HA-
ND PASSING THROUGH ITS BACK TAPE. TWO PARTIES K
EEP. DISTANCE AT TEN METERS AND OVER.THROWING P-
ARTY. PUT FORTH HIS STRENGTH THROW THE BADMINT-
ON TO ABSORBING ONE THAT MUST ABSORB THE BADMI-
NTON FROM ALL DIRECTION( WHEN BADMINTOM DASHES
AGAINST RACKET, IT WILL BE ABSORBED ON RACKET BY
Pluvia's PoemWatch me fall apart right in front of you
Losing my sanity with myself
Becomes someone I am not
Spits at you and growls
Watch me become my other self
The one that disagrees with me
The one that hates the world
I am hidden behind her crazy eyes
She hurts me, torments me, and hurts the ones I love
When I am back to myself, I hear her laughter
Ringing in my aching ears
You see there are two of me
One is nice and the other mean
We cannot live together in harmony
It's a war inside my empty soul
Let us hope I will win the war
And I can be normal again
All Here For A ReasonI turned onto a shady, well-manicured driveway that, for all intents and purposes, looked harmless enough. Maple trees lined both sides of the street, and a parade of Canadian geese marched across the road to a wide duck pond with a flamboyant fountain. There were blooming crepe myrtles and rose-of-sharons, and as I grew closer to my destination, neatly trimmed gardens with neatly trimmed bushes.
I stopped to let the geese pass. They looked at me; one hissed. I honked my horn and moved around them.
At the end of the road sat a collection of grayish buildings and a number of signs directing me to the appropriate parking lot. "Welcome to Ten Creeks Hospital," said one of them. "Please enjoy your stay." I parked in the visitor's lot. Surely I wouldn't be staying.
I was shaking when I got out of my car. I had spent the morning getting high. One foot in front of the other, flip-flop noises, hot sidewalk. Mulberry and magnolia trees, freshly shaved grass. A bench and pan for smokers. A set o
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