The enemy of my enemy
is my friend. The friend
of my enemy is my enemy.
The friend of my friend is
my friend (unless that
friend is a friend of the
friend of my enemy). The
feud of my family is
a breach in the friendship
of my blood. My blood is
my enemy? Is this the edge
of my world? How canine
is the tooth of my despair?
Where is a pulse for peace?
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