Stuck in a queue anticipating judgement.
Waiting in the cold for a tuppence payout.
Dreams were doomed in such a short time.
The loaf is thinly sliced on this non-breadline.
The plight of the jobseeker
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I wonder who you think you are
You damn well think you're God or something
God give life, God taketh it away, not you
I think you are the devil itself
Quote by: Mother of victim of Peter Sutcliffe
You damn well think you're God or something
God give life, God taketh it away, not you
I think you are the devil itself
Quote by: Mother of victim of Peter Sutcliffe
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My Heart Leaps Up When I Behold
My heart leaps up when I behold
A rainbow in the sky:
So was it when my life began;
So is it now I am a Man;
So be it when I shall grow old,
Or let me die!
The Child is father of the Man;
And I could wish my days to be
Bound each to each by natural piety.
William Wordsworth
A rainbow in the sky:
So was it when my life began;
So is it now I am a Man;
So be it when I shall grow old,
Or let me die!
The Child is father of the Man;
And I could wish my days to be
Bound each to each by natural piety.
William Wordsworth
Love the metaphor of a thinly sliced loaf, its exactly how it feels to be on the dole, as if someone is giving you a slice of bread and patting you on the head, and you damn well better be grateful for the patronising ritual of the queue. Soul crushing. An emotion (or slow draining of emotion) that's conveyed really well here.
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