Never expect same good gesture in return a bitter pill from those you least expect when sorrow comes the tears will never seize
Brother will shock you to the marrow why expect anything at all cast your bread upon the waters you never know which one will pay off
A wicked world of strange happenings receiving is preferred than the difficult act of giving pay back in another coin we know there is no better medicine for the ailing soul
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