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Eye (a generic happy go lucky arachnid) hope(d) for a miracle Harken and cue lyrics to All I Need Is a Miracle Song by Mike + The Mechanics. Aye, a quizzical hunky-dory spied re: anomaly doth attest forsooth to see himself as a mister re: wordsmith, with whimsical much about ado about nothing to write, who hoped for a miracle within the blink of an eye videre licet, the lottery ticket of sight immediately after cataract removal surgery of the right eye quite early today August 29th, 2024 at the DelVal ASC - The Eye Surgery Center 744 West Lancaster Avenue Suite 110, Wayne, Pennsylvania 19087. A clear plastic eye covering worn after cataract surgery called an eye shield constitutes a lightweight, transparent shield that protects the eye from injury and particles that can cause irritation and infection. The shield usually secured with surgical tape and worn for several hours, with only removal to put in eye drops. Aside from far fetched fat or slim chance to draw a winning lottery ticket, yours truly would feel gratuity if vision of mine rendered me able to see and befriend Incy Wincy spider climbing up the spout, when Down came the rain and washed the spider out. Afterwards Out came the sunshine and dried up all the rain, And Incy Wincy spider climbed up the spout again. Ah the promise to arise in the morn (which turned out to be a premature ejaculation) without the need for glasses ideally to reveal sights unseen (such as the above) restored to me no less than twenty/twenty vision without making a spectacle of myself. Yours truly spins prevarication courtesy using organs called spinnerets located on the underside of abdomen linkedin on a grander scale being spiritually tethered to the webbed wide world leaving realm of mine overactive imagination to recaptcha a divine creator christened Matthew Scott Harris emulating figurative rock climbers as he finagles a precarious toehold and finger hold scaling the apex of wuthering heights, which analogy I likened to Fiona Apple's The Idler Wheel Is Wiser Than the Driver of the Screw and Whipping Cords Will Serve You More Than Ropes Will Ever Do, far from the madding crowd proclaiming return of the native after traipsing across the cyber sea located longest album title while searching for universal solvent, which Longest title of a music album is 156 words long, achieved by Chumbawamba (UK) with the album "The Boy Bands Have Won", released 3 March 2008. The full title of the album is "The Boy Bands Have Won, and All the Copyists and the Tribute Bands and the TV Talent Show Producers Have Won, If We Allow Our Culture to Be Shaped by Mimicry, Whether from Lack of Ideas or from Exaggerated Respect. You Should Never Try to Freeze Culture. What You Can Do Is Recycle That Culture. Take Your Older Brother's Hand-Me-Down Jacket and Re-Style It, Re-Fashion It to the Point Where It Becomes Your Own. But Don't Just Regurgitate Creative History, or Hold Art and Music and Literature as Fixed, Untouchable and Kept Under Glass. The People Who Try to 'Guard' Any Particular Form of Music Are, Like the Copyists and Manufactured Bands, Doing It the Worst Disservice, Because the Only Thing That You Can Do to Music That Will Damage It Is Not Change It, Not Make It Your Own. Because Then It Dies, Then It's Over, Then It's Done, and the Boy Bands Have Won."