Sometimes I feel like cussing something that is obviously great. There are many things that are self-validating, so I am tired to praise them with words again. Nevertheless, sometimes I am compelled to explain how great they are. In that case, I used abusive words because I know those great things will not loose their greatness by me. Ironically, I used bad words to praise something I admire.
Would like to listen to this little miserable music?
Cascade - Plini
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