ALTHOUGH BROKEN AND LOCKED UNDERGROUND The thief in me asked for gold - for gold of the kind that runs through the fingers and is lost, of the kind that pains the heart when it leaves, so that the heart too leaves to follow.
Better a thief without gold, than a heart spilled behind. Even a thief has a heart.
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