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Without it I am nothing.


One thing.

There is one thing.

If I gave you three guesses, you might get it right.

One thing.

There is one thing.

If you didn't have it, you'd be dead before tonight.

One guess may be money.

One guess may be love. 

Its true some will die for money, and others live to love.

But both the greedy and the needy need this one thing.

But maybe I am just full of hot air.

But maybe thats the point.

 

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