Author's Note: I must admit that I think I reached my creative peak with my ode to Harry Potter. I will never do anything better than this, I will never write a better ode, poem, haiku or story. This is really it. There will never be anything more than this. This is truly the climax of all my literary superpowers and years of creative frustration. I had to spend four years totally silent in a super secret convent on top of a mountain to be able to write what you see before you.
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Harry Potter
Harry Potter, Harry Potter, Harry Potter
Haaaaaaaaaaaarry Potter
Hahahahaharry Potter
Harry Potter
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Now my ode is done. I have no idea what will happen after this... What will I do now? I feel totally empty - it's a floating, weightless feeling, like I just landed on the moon...
