i need nothing from you
and you need nothing from me
and yet we need each other
and yet we fear each other

i sell myself too cheaply
and you buy shiny glass
for the price of diamonds
with counterfeit coins

i flash my cards before your eyes
and you look for the ace up my sleeve
you hide your cards as a man who is wise
but the ace has yet to be retrieved
it is still in the deck
waiting to be believed
    

     
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