If one’s rigid as a rode - they won’t break, but bend a lot.
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Sinning not, you won’t confess. No confession - lots of stress.
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Sleep is lie, yet has a hint - it is sub consciousness’ hidden glint.
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The more downwards you slide, the harder it’s to do things right.
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Virtue’s truly not a whip. If don’t help - they’ll simply kick.
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Never stood where it did hit, or it’ll make a second bid.
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Who is the most clever, finer and wiser?
Surely, the one who doesn’t consider himself as such.
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All’s well that ends well. And even if it’s ending badly, it’s still well - because it’s coming to an end.
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Trust in force? Prepare for fray. Trust in kindness? Love and pray.
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Old man-friend will never rant.
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Human law is strangest thing - looks so fine, and somehow stinks.
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You have wisdom? Leave a mind. You have reason? Fly with wind.
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Beggar’s fate is on the stake? Rich one’s innards - foul fake.
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Foe has fallen in his pits? Now examine how he fits.
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Seven one bear a single one (a funeral procession).
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The eight world’s wonder - is Chukotka’s thunder.
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Blind for blind’s not mentor, stroller - he’s fairy tales storyteller.
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When old ones we kindly teach - holes of ignorance thus stitch.
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Gorilla-man with no ideas? He’s a bouncer, dear peers.
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The priest’s full of shame - from God received no fame.
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Mind, no reason - that’s a trouble; word, no sense - exploded bubble.
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Death will find the reason, liar will find the treason.
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He is angry - yet not stout, he is learned - yet not proud.
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Behind affairs day is lost if for this day you did the most.
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Because so randomly they speak, wisdom there never seek.
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Hasn’t put - to search don’t try, has ignored - never cry.
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Don’t yell “go” until harnessed, rush to toilet until stressed.
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Hurry up - live not in haste, gather up - enjoy the place.
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Have all branches - yet no log, have no car - yet feel the smog.
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One way thinking - sign of fool, for the soul mind is tool.
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Alms for poor is at least for a rainy day a grist.
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Fists are truly useless tools when you battle total fools.
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To marry early - to be late, let own life walk measured grade.
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Just one kind word - a pearl in grease, to being modest one can cease.
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Every lock pick fits the master, every thief for rich’s - disaster.
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And like the water whole world - it always change its final port.
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A belly of beer vodka’s can’t hear.
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Strict is our order, yes - yet it’s stronger than the press.
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A prayer was hot, donations were not.
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Many prophets, but one God.
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He looks so glad this way and that, but just look closer - one is mad.
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He’s naked, yet not trifle - his hands, look, holds a rifle.
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Whose all with kindness treated - he will be never cheated.
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Beat and fight - don’t die outright.
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What we have we value not, when it’s lost then all we scold.
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When you are rich, you lost the joy - and to be poor isn’t ploy.
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Out of sight - out of fright.
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With no money dream is stronger, but with money even longer.
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One rouble for work, two hundred for the praise, and ten for the tips - men’s charity ways.
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One must always move ahead to be happy, never sad.
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It’s better keep sleeping without the yelling than constantly spitting in own home’s ceiling.
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When one starts to move uphill, he starts to pay life’s bill.
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Life is happy, never poor when it’s crystal and it’s pure.
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You’ll see both good and bad until you go to bed.
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Each your mood - and that is true - gives a birth to point of view.
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The sex was easy, birth is hard - that’s why the harlot’s never glad.