Earth’s crammed with heaven,
And every common bush aflame with God;
And only he who sees takes off his shoes --
The rest sit round it and pluck blackberries.
-Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Clouds fly across a bright full moon. Life has given me much that I don't want to think about, but must. If this is living, I don't know how much I hate life being this way.
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