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First Story Lies

My side of the story told by someone else, so now I have no need to say it myself, because they heard it as if worded by bad mental health, all my falls are my fault as I've foolish thoughts, How come they don't hear me and don't let me talk? Are they thick are they dumb do they fall when they walk? Listen to both sides of the story, first rule, liars quickly talk, victims need to thought sort, the first story will be failure of all things, the second more likely short and boring, the first story is invented, I bet the truths less eventful, Liars lies are quick interesting cries by design, the truth maybe thick but no target in mind If it's aimed at a person to make them look bad, think how you'd talk if you blame, not attack, you wouldn't focus on the person more the loss, it's annoying but we talk no hate comes across.

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