May you walk wrong. May you never sleep again. May the cat eat you and the devil eat the cat. Go astray a hundred times. We point the bone. They will arrive this evening or possibly tomorrow. If I call don't pick up the phone. Let me leave a posthumous message. I've always wanted to do that.
- Anne Carson, Wrong Norma
Mercy, mercy me...I recognize you, I believe...
XOXOXO
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