Steal Hope At A Store Near You... - Poem by Audrey Stephenson
Oh little nostalgic catterpillar
with your timid tongue
you wonder why the world has lost its magic
and you're left with this impervious fate
So children, steal hope at a store near you. Because when you grow up your only solace will kill you.
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