The world is full of people who have sadness dripping out of every part of their physical being. The world isn’t as sad a place as many people thought. It is still very dangerous, but definitely not as sad.
All ye who so fear sorrow,
Wake yonder soon morrow,
For hark!
For hark!
Morrow is soon,
Sorrow is now,
Soon is the gone,
Of the sorrowless one.
Morrow is the bringer,
For hark,
For hark,
Sorrow here?It does not linger.
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