Friday, March 27, 2015


Having lived among traitors I can assure you
That between treasons they are the kindest of men
Penniless, alone in a strange place, seek them out.
If there is no profit for them in your loss
They will drink with you, teach you songs, listen to you
And, when you have grown fat again and your secrets
Have some value, one of them --the one the others
Never suspected -- may sell them all to you.

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