"Glib tongues frill up their hash of knowledgefor mankind in polished speechesthat are no more than vaporous windsrustling the fallen leaves in autumn.

One who has passed the thirtieth yearalready is as good as dead--it would be best to kill you off by then.
One who has passed the thirtieth yearalready is as good as dead--it would be best to kill you off by...
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