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Truth be told, I do not know what will happen The future is a sly, elusive construct. It may be you and me against the world. Or me against you. I hope for neither, But expect both.
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Jun 8, 2020
Jun 8, 2020 at 8:46 AM UTC
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Truth be told, I do not know what will happen The future is a sly, elusive construct. It may be you and me against the world. Or me against you. I hope for neither, But expect both.
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Jun 8, 2020
Jun 8, 2020 at 8:46 AM UTC
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