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He was clearly a child of evil and schooled with a single task to eviscerate people in the name of greed. The attendees were clearly frozen and the 
speaker was well trained to tantalize his audience with his words and the tone of his voice.  There is merit to being a questioner because the human mind can easily be pulled into the consuming vortex of expert rip-off artists. I was fortunate enough to be with a friend who is an expert discerner of fraud who 
prepared me to beware of such lest I also be compelled to take the plunge into his whirlpool of deception.                                                                      

Even I, a virtual novice at dividing liars from truth-tellers and separating goats from sheep became curious within 5 minutes of his speech.  His promises had the smell of being fallacious, and too few of us were none the wiser having eyes able to see every color but scarlet.                                                  

The speaker skillfully used the movements of his hands and body language which easily hid the pathway to his heart. When his speech was over, the long line formed to shake the hands of a charismatic genius. He was by far a crafty and skillful bewilder of the lowest kind.

06192018PSContest, 8-Word Challenge, John Hamilton
(Judged 7"A Poem NA'd In A July Contest", Broken Wings

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