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Is Life Itself A Dream, I Wonder?

If He Smiled Much More, The Ends Of His Mouth Might Meet Behind, And Then I Don't Know What Would Happen To His Head! I'm Afraid It Would Come Off!

You Won't Make Yourself A Bit Realer By Crying.

And Thus They Give The Time, That Nature Meant For Peaceful Sleep And Meditative Snores, To Ceaseless Din And Mindless Merriment And Waste Of Shoes And Floors.

It Would Be So Nice If Something Made Sense For A Change.