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Sydney, Australia

I've heard it said that a wise man Does not live on bread alone But off the everlasting words Dripping from the Almighty's tongue And I've heard it said that a wise man Does not look himself in the mirror Then turn away and walk Forgetting what he looks like standing there Oh, men like these They are just like trees Planted near streams of water With roots that grow Deep, deep into the ground