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I weigh the future with the event of the past;
A kind of lecture I school myself to abide,
The hate of my foes against their call for a relation,
For a reason that they need my intelligence to satisfy their proceedings:
Thinking it a blessing or a curse; spreading my value before the eyes my foes.
Oh, yeah! I’m troubled at heart over a favor I doubt.