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They fuck you up, your Mum and Dad.
They may not mean to, but they do.
They give you all the faults they had and add some extra, just for you.
~ Phillip Larkin, This Be The Verse
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A dagger through your heart’s stone—on a slant To reach your breast bone: May your knees break, your hands shrivel And your sword plunge in your guts to make you snivel.
~ Gwerful Merchain, 15th Century
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