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*A church mouse’s despondent muse Is like a fuse Melting as soon as it features in its brain It does potentiate a pitiless migraine. Bubbly spring in its step A misstep Seemingly a rare occurrence Like a snow ball in hell, perchance. A truce With Zeus To spare it Bedeviling suited for a society’s #misfit.*
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Nov 7, 2013
Nov 7, 2013 at 3:17 AM UTC
The luxury of hopelessness.
*A church mouse’s despondent muse Is like a fuse Melting as soon as it features in its brain It does potentiate a pitiless migraine. Bubbly spring in its step A misstep Seemingly a rare occurrence Like a snow ball in hell, perchance. A truce With Zeus To spare it Bedeviling suited for a society’s #misfit.*
Poor....poor church mouse It's too poor to afford the elusive luxury of hopelessness are we thus rich enough to afford it??????
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Nov 7, 2013
Nov 7, 2013 at 3:17 AM UTC
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