They take their punishment so well, so cheerfully: I go out with an adder in my heart, and an asp in my tongue, and every night I sow thorns in the garden of my soul.

el sufrimiento se ha convertido en una fuente de beneficios para la industria farmacéutica. ¿Estás triste? Toma esta pastilla y tus problemas desaparecerán.

Your kindness is  a gift to others happiness.

The experiment of the poem is mostly intuitive. I write the first draft, pulling in the various elements that interest me, in the hope that their being combined will lead to some kind of insight.

Written By John Barton

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