May 13, 2017 - Reflections

A deal is a deal whether made under the bright midday sun or forged in moonlit darkness
A deal is a deal as long as the wise man say it’s so.
A deal is a deal whether made in the crossroad or shaken upon in a silver city palace.
A deal is a deal between two parties or against.
A deal is a deal because it is so.
So whether you get a sweet or sour deal take it.
When you’re dealt lemons, make lemonade and wait for the sun.
Then under the hot sun, against the one who took the silver of the deal make a deal.
Take the silver and hand one the lemonade.
For a deal is a deal, you can read these words again.


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