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F'r'iend

I know she doesn't love me. She visits everyone. When its looking bright. She'll shade me from the sun. She is all I've got. Probably my best friend. Though she isn't real. I like to pretend It's a sense of duty. Much less out of care. Always there beside me. My keeper of despair.

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Candide Diderot

Date: 4/17/2024 7:50:00 AM

She sounds like a real Pooka. If she's a 1.92m invisible Rabbit named Harvey, you're either in big trouble ... or good company.

Candide Diderot
Date: 4/19/2024 9:55:00 PM

très excellente - "For years he lived in a secret government facility. One day they found him and were like "what the f*ck are you doing here?", and they shot him. Now he wanders the earth as a ghost, a poet ghost (not a ghost writer, he's way cooler than that). For some reason he can wear hats but if he walks through a wall or something (not like tables or small stuff) the hat falls off. He's lost a lot of nice hats." https://www.poetry.com/poet/Ryan+Blackborough

Candide Diderot
Date: 4/19/2024 9:45:00 PM

https://movies2watch.mx/movie/harvey-0qqy5/1-1

Ryan Blackborough
Date: 4/17/2024 2:57:00 PM

I'm going to have to say yes and no. It is what it is and it always is but is different for everyone it has the potential to be ever present, though in more of a looming sense. Can also become "good" company or big trouble. I've never heard of a pooka. I have heard of changelings, the swedish idea of it, anyway. I really like that sort of stuff, there's a lot to think about. Is there a particular reason the pooka is 1.92cm tall?