A man of worth is like an intriguing book; never gives anything about himself away so easily. Only patient, curious probing minds live to get relative insights into such a man's mind, because the more they think they know, the greater the intrigues, and therefore the anxiety, and the climax seems to never end...until such a man has said his last breathe. I am defined by each new day...and I learn more about myself with every new day, every new person I meet and every new thing that am told, that I read, or I hear...
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