I just got out of the dentist - I had the caps on my front teeth that I broke as a kid replaced, and a couple fillings underneath.
I lived up to my username, shook like a madwoman the whole way through. The poor dentist kept asking me if I was okay to continue. I'm like, yeah, I'm Just Shakey 
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'...
At poor peace I sing
To you strangers (though song
Is a burning and crested act,
The fire of birds in
The world's turning wood,
For my sawn, splay sounds,)
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Dylan Thomas, Author's Prologue
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