Month: March 2013

We’re all quite mad here, Under a Cheshire moon. There’s too much confusion, Mind drowning out in tune? – Up too late accomplishing little, Gyrating ‘round the words. Laziness, corporeal madness, Brain splitting into thirds. – Stacked ideas in a deck of cards, You can’t build a house, they say! But arrogantly, I acquiesce, What

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