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‘Temper your enthusiasm,’ She said, ‘The extremes of your reactions; You should have A more conventional frame On which to hang Your unconventionality.’ ‘Don’t push people,’ She said,
You hurt me! Surely you can imagine That ghastly, glorious surprise -- Occam's razor sliced through faith's abdomen, And ushered in its final demise. Should I curse or thank you?
Listen to me, you apathetic, groggy naysayer of the morn, Downcast with your expression baggy-eyed and forlorn; Get up and get going, nurse your lethargy no more!
One loving father is strong enough to care for his hundred sons zeal and enthusiasm are his weapons to make their dreams come true thunderstorm and typhoon don’t dare repel him from his ultimate mission
Many in this world find themselves stuck