You’re writing your autobiography. What’s your opening sentence? I was both successful and a failure at the same time.
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Gone
The sky darkened as the ash fell like snow Blanketing everything in sight The world was ending and not a sound could be heard over the bellowing of the clouds above Angrily crashing together like hooves hitting stone, they billowed and moved quickly above spreading despair and destruction Humanity was lost.