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I dream of a life in paradise,
Yet remain in my pit of despair.
I have plans to achieve many goals,
But do nothing at all about getting there.

I dearly want to be happy,
But am content to whinge and to whine.
I truly love being a victim,
Being miserable suits me just fine.

 Copyright Heledd Straker 2006

Go placidly amid the noise and haste