Leaving Blogger for Wordpress

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Hey everyone!

I'm going to be switching from Blogger over to Wordpress. As of late, I've become frustrated with the usability of Blogger and its lackluster themes. This blog will be up until the last post is transferred over. Here's the link to my new website. 

https://redcanary1.wordpress.com/

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