Tread on my soul, shall I fall?
Like those who have fallen before,
Or like those who shall fall again.
Be not but soft and tender and light,
for that is not the way of pain
I shall be wronged and not be right,
Though I will grow right ever more
More than any soul that falls.
Idiocracy? - picture source: https://za.pinterest.com/pin/353391901997639639/ Today I mourn, I mourn for the hopeless, the helpless, the lost, I cry for the wailing ...
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