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The truths I said, so brave and bold Were just lies, fool’s tales for gold. You could not trust but hired me To ferret out secrets that could be Dangerous and paid for tales well told. Caught up in drama and the romance Of the spy flirting death and chance You thought me better than I could be: Whose fault that you could not see Dancers must invent their dance.
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Jun 23, 2013
Jun 23, 2013 at 12:17 AM UTC
fool's tales for gold
The truths I said, so brave and bold Were just lies, fool’s tales for gold. You could not trust but hired me To ferret out secrets that could be Dangerous and paid for tales well told. Caught up in drama and the romance Of the spy flirting death and chance You thought me better than I could be: Whose fault that you could not see Dancers must invent their dance.
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Jun 23, 2013
Jun 23, 2013 at 12:17 AM UTC
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