| Jack of all Trades |
Solstice
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The skill of hand
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is too deceive the eyes,
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The skill of the mind
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is to analyze the heart
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But when the eyes are painted black
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and your heart is too broke to turn back
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that none of that matters,
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The skill of life is
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self preservation.
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2 Jul 07 |
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I don't think its structured very well, I like the last 2 lines but the rest doesn't really life up to that.
— Scud
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