Hope of ill gain is the beginning of loss. — Democritus
Hope of ill gain is the beginning of loss. — Democritus
Hope of ill gain is the beginning of loss. — Democritus
Hope of ill gain is the beginning of loss. — Democritus
Hope of ill gain is the beginning of loss. — Democritus
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Hope of ill gain is the beginning of loss.

— Democritus
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