May 122020
| A dagger thrust at my own heart Dictates the way I’m swayed Left I stand, and right I yield To the twisting of the blade. What am I? |
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| A dagger thrust at my own heart Dictates the way I’m swayed Left I stand, and right I yield To the twisting of the blade. What am I? |
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