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Let's cross that bridge

Where there's smoke,

Blood is thicker

Where there's life,

Once bitten,

What goes around,

Every cloud

Nothing ventured,

When in Rome,

than water.

nothing gained.

twice shy.

there's fire.

comes around.

there's hope.

when we come to it.

do as the Romans do.

has a silver lining.