Itas hard to see the silver lining which outlines the clouds pouring over head when you already know tomorrow wonat be any better. Itas a carousel that spins round and round, and thereas no way to get off since your ticket has already been paid. Your only hope is to go with the flow and blend in, so you donat startle the herd. Hoping to go unnoticed, you grin; hoping to blend in, you grin; knowing youare different, you grin. Suddenly, when you canat take it anymore, you burst into laughter and donat know why this world has brought you tragedy. And though everyone has their clichA(c)s to try and make you feel better, they never work. It brings forth the one clichA(c) you have not heard: A Tragedy Has Accord.
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