I learned how to live on five and sometimes ten dollars a week.

Be deaf to every knock,some are just passengers having fun on their way to travel.

Sometimes you lose people,
You always meant to keep.

Sometimes all there is left,
Is a box of memories you still seek.

Sometimes connections fade away,
Just like an end of the bliss.

But you invite ...”  “I invite a bit of military nonsense.”  “That’s what I ...”  “Duncan, I am a teacher. Remember that. By repetition, I impress the lesson.”  “What lesson?”   “The ultimately suicidal nature of military foolishness.

Written By Frank Herbert

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