Lord Oak

when it came to scions the narrative the of truth they beheld me and did innumerable privations to my thoughts and vision...

I come out with an open eye... And the worlds blind me...

They bequeath their monstrosity their horror their excrescence of confinement on me and so far I've been kept as a hostage bereaved of thoughts and parched of vision

Thus, I sayest, my cittern is lavender

चले भी आप कि गुलशन का कारोबार चले।

ना रंजूर हूं ना तंदरुस्त,

ना खुश हूं ना नाखुश,

ना जिंदा हूं ना मुर्दा,

बस हूं, मुझसे ना पूछो,

पूछो ना तुम मुझसे।

Trish is going to be fucking livid.!

I am the rose of sharon, and the lily of valleys

She feedeth among lilies

Thence 'ye so lily

So do not fear, for I am with you; do not be dismayed,

for I am the rose,

I will strengthen you and help you;

it's the insult to my perspicacity that I find offensive."