Scotch tape sticks to my hands,
The sound of soft books in the air
Like a summer song. Creatures
Cry in the distance, yet this sagacious
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A cruel poem. To lull one in with such lovely words and verbiage, to intoxicate them with the dreamy reverie, and then with two harsh lines shock them into the stark and noisy reality is quite mean. Hmph.
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A cruel poem. To lull one in with such lovely words and verbiage, to intoxicate them with the dreamy reverie, and then with two harsh lines shock them into the stark and noisy reality is quite mean. Hmph.