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Words are spoken in heavy retrospective, Enemies, always just an elective, You make more friends with honey, Yet more enemies, when comes to money. Is it not better, when enemies are revealed, Upon yourself, you must be concealed, Lest you find enemies lurking in the shadow, Taking what is yours, that they once had though. Don't fear the reaper, fear your fellow man, For the reaper has a less sinister plan, He kills for that is all that he's known ever, Man will kill, for a chance to craft your amber. So keep friends close, enemies in the lurch, For they are the ones, who finger your merch, Probing for a weakness, left to expose, Loud friends, and Silent foes. -Toothlesss | |