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forgive him for he knows not why? he keeps dipping his pen in company ink. his fallacy is confusing luck with skill, wealth for good taste and the inherent belief that money buys everything! her love which you spurned your indifference at every turn, that nonchalance that lack of concern, is now, the reputation you’ve earned hey silver tongued Romeo! this ain’t no game of poker, get your feet right back on the ground, and get to the place where you once belonged. © 2021
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Dec 26, 2021
Dec 26, 2021 at 10:02 AM UTC
sermon for the one percent
forgive him for he knows not why? he keeps dipping his pen in company ink. his fallacy is confusing luck with skill, wealth for good taste and the inherent belief that money buys everything! her love which you spurned your indifference at every turn, that nonchalance that lack of concern, is now, the reputation you’ve earned hey silver tongued Romeo! this ain’t no game of poker, get your feet right back on the ground, and get to the place where you once belonged. © 2021
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Dec 26, 2021
Dec 26, 2021 at 10:02 AM UTC
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