There’s something in his soulO’er which his melancholy sits on brood,And I do doubt the hatch and the discloseWill be some danger;

Sometimes I do wonder what he’ll do with all the frustrations and darkness he presses down. Watching him swallow indignities and disappointments like poison berries, bowls of them, one right after the other, I can’t help but wonder when they will start to do their work. The best option might be that they’d come back up in a violent purge of bitterness. I suppose it’s possible that his system will purify them out and leave him unscathed. Maybe his liver is stronger than most and he’s able to take out all the poison, causing no long term effects. But poison is unpredictable and I mostly wish he didn’t have to eat quite so much of it. 

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