She carries all her weight in the back of her mind and hides the fang-like teeth that wait for opportunity. Do I trust her to work hard to achieve my goals? Not a chance. Her ends are hers alone, and yet she manipulates us to her means. True that at times we occasionally line up, but it's quite the dance even then. I try to keep up, but exhaustion creeps upon me, and I fear what will happen when I go.
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