Today, for my twelfth birthday, Mom gave me a pair of binoculars to watch the birds and a leatherette notebook with a chain. Notebooks with chains are for girls, and I didn't even know what
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Discordia, goddess of.
I pray to thee humbly.
I ask thee to sow thy seeds of unrest.
Lest we forget.
Peace—be her deceit of harmony, a semblance of good.
Lest we forget.
In the absence of contention breeds contentment.
In the absence of conflict, naivety.
Misplaced trust, in the goodness of people,
bespeaks the human fallacy in itself.
I beg thee to heed this prayer.
Amen.
I pray to thee humbly.
I ask thee to sow thy seeds of unrest.
Lest we forget.
Peace—be her deceit of harmony, a semblance of good.
Lest we forget.
In the absence of contention breeds contentment.
In the absence of conflict, naivety.
Misplaced trust, in the goodness of people,
bespeaks the human fallacy in itself.
I beg thee to heed this prayer.
Amen.