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The Park Avenue of poodles and polished brass; it is cab country, tip-town, glassville, a window-washer's paradise.
The Park Avenue of poodles and polished brass; it is cab country, tip-town, glassville, a window-washer's paradise.
Paradise is our native country, and we in this world be as exiles and strangers
Paradise is our native country, and we in this world be as exiles and strangers
I have always imagined that Paradise will be a kind of library.
I have always imagined that Paradise will be a kind of library.
The loves that meet in Paradise shall cast out fear,
And Paradise hath room for you and me and read more
The loves that meet in Paradise shall cast out fear,
And Paradise hath room for you and me and all.
Eden is that old-fashioned house we dwell in every day Without suspecting our abode, until we drive away
Eden is that old-fashioned house we dwell in every day Without suspecting our abode, until we drive away
Through clever and constant application of propaganda, people can be made to see paradise as hell, and also the other read more
Through clever and constant application of propaganda, people can be made to see paradise as hell, and also the other way round, to consider the most wretched sort of life as paradise.
Nor count compartments of the floors,
But mount to paradise
By the stairway of surprise.
Nor count compartments of the floors,
But mount to paradise
By the stairway of surprise.
Paradise is exactly like where you are right now... only much, much better.
Paradise is exactly like where you are right now... only much, much better.
One morn a Peri at the gate
Of Eden stood disconsolate.
One morn a Peri at the gate
Of Eden stood disconsolate.
