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Of no use to one, Bliss to two. Men lie for it. The baby’s right,
A man is pushing his car along the road when he comes to a hotel. He shouts, "I'm bankrupt!" Why?
I dig out tiny caves and store gold and silver in them. I also build bridges of silver and make crowns of gold. They are the smallest you could imagine. Sooner or later everybody needs my help. Yet many people are afraid to let me help them.
Three little letters, a paradox to some. The worse that it is, the better it becomes.
Die without me, never thank me. Walk right through me, never feel me. Always watching, never speaking. Always lurking, never seen.
I am easy to waste and unstoppable