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A Fool Of A Tool

by Wandering_Nomad

A fool of a tool is only good for one thing and that's to be used. Meant to be a helper to everyone but everyone just helps themselves. So useful for the moment until the moment has gone away when everyone has left the tool, still, must stay. He knows his worth isn't in weights of gold his only hope is to still be useful even when he's old.
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