We think the pose of despair, of being sensitive to the worlds pain, is something new.
It is not. The current snowflakes do not go to wear John Dowland inhabited. Because they may get dirty.
Snowflakes goanna snowflake.
In darkness let me dwell, the ground shall sorrow be,
The roof despair to bar all cheerful light from me,
The walls of marble black that moisten’d still shall weep,
My music hellish jarring sounds, to banish friendly sleep.
Thus wedded to my woes, and bedded to my tomb,
O, let me, living, living, die, till death do come.John Dowland
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