There were two colourful cockroaches who carried a-head a mountain of gold each. One gave the other its mountain and the other received it. They were too heavy for it: they killed the receiver and later the same mountains of gold rolled on the giver and killed it too. An observer came later to sweep apart their bodies and gave credit to the giver only.
Either of us are the dead cockroaches fella.
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Hello, I am Jodekss Gloatkenf --my penname. I am a professional writer, ghostwriter, researcher, editor, blogger, podcaster, artist, thinker and lightworker. I believe in creativeness, diversity and uniqueness --my definition of art.
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