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CYNICS ARE MADE
Life for some is a bed of roses
Many times you don't meet your bed the way you laid it.
The hay you made while the sun shines remain damp while the sloth gets a barn-full
Someone stole the silver at the end of the cloud and replaced it with a counterfeit.
The swift has got a fighting chance at the race!
Enough of the bull
This is Life
And she is hostile.
Many times you don't meet your bed the way you laid it.
The hay you made while the sun shines remain damp while the sloth gets a barn-full
Someone stole the silver at the end of the cloud and replaced it with a counterfeit.
The swift has got a fighting chance at the race!
Enough of the bull
This is Life
And she is hostile.
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