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Has there ever been
A more sad story told
Than that of a man
Who sold his friends soul for gold
Thinking he was rich
The man remained greedy
Reality hit though;
he was alone
But there was no one left
Not a single soul
For he had sold them all
For the cheap price of gold
So the man cries at night
As the harsh wind blows
No one to comfort him
But the cold kiss of
Gold
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No, this isn't a mistake. This just goes with the story.
Think about it.