It is the best of times, it is the worst of times, it is the age of wisdom, it is the age of foolishness, it is the epoch of belief, it is the epoch of incredulity, it is the season of Light, it is the season of Darkness, it is the spring of hope, it is the winter of despair, we have everything before us, we have nothing before us, we are all going direct to Heaven, we are all going direct the other way...
Hardly a spell of joy before a storm of sorrow, nary a season of elation before a wave of pain. Such are the hard times now. Oh how calming our chatter of bliss, and oh how resounding the silent sob of embittered hearts. How handsome the tears which release our joy, and how aching the smile which hides our grief.
Such are the hard times now.
Brothers, sisters, fellow sufferers, fellow revelers, how will your life be lived? Will you wallow in sadness while there is merriment to delight in, or will you cherish your moments of gaiety in periods of depression?
Aiyahhhh what the hell am I saying la.
orchestrated by Renhao at 8:43:00 pm
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