You only live for yourself, your businesses are your own, you all come to your home, you all play for the stones, you all want it all, you all see the bright stones.
You all have to work of your own, I like big cities, it is a different work, you like your own home, you can do your own things, you like it so.
You have a life, of your own, you all have all the benefits of the land, you have done it so. You all gain all the glory of the broken homes, you have to do really nothing, its a frozen land, winte ris long and you work alone.
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