You know that I care what happens to you,
And I know that you care for me.
So I don't feel alone,
Or the weight of the stone,
Now that I've found somewhere safe
To bury my bone.
And any fool knows a dog needs a home,
A shelter from pigs on the wing.
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
Treat all disasters as if they were trivialities but never treat a triviality as if it were a disaster. - Quentin Crisp
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