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A Tale of Human Habits; Like Cheeky Rabbits
In the grand bazaar of human quirks, Where logic often hides or shirks, We march in folly’s festive parade, Where wisdom’s oft by whims waylaid. Oh, how we cling to our beliefs, Like autumn’s last and lonesome leafs, In winds of reason, they do flutter, Yet on old branches, they still mutter. “Look at us,
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mage de la métaphysique
anyone you see who seem to be spittin fires, comes along accompainied by the flaming choir. every instrument up in flames now all that the remains means to us is but another sacred day…
McDream's Poetry 