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Despite suffering from illness, ****** assault from a once trusted individual, being told I do not belong in my own country, and shoved away by supposed peers and professor at my institution, I remain. As steadfast as ever, protecting my place, country, and family. No matter how exhausted or how shattered my current frame of reality may be, I never cheat on my schoolwork or exams like the same peers who belittle me. Me, who is there: patiently waiting, always the last, seeking help after another misstep; Nonetheless, diligently remaining on track, amidst the others descended from the Esteemed, Who continue the cyclic tradition of oppression. While I acknowledge that the absence of refuge for the trodden has existed for many centuries, and even myself as of now, I understand it to be ill-gotten privilege I may have stolen from another applicant more promising than me; I remain in This Place amongst books and the International Royalty. Beginning from such atrocities in both blood, home, and later within the educational institution, I never had any interest in making a name for myself. I did not apply to college because I was told to— it is because I was predominantly told the opposite. Facing the shouting and dismissals from those closest in blood and esteemed teachers at school. In this time of a loosening socioeconomic hierarchy, finally exposing the Freedoms of this Nation Our Ancestors could never dream of, We Must Remain, Learn, and Fight! Revel in how Unfulfilled we are, Remain Loyal to your well-established Ideals, and Fight!
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Aug 24, 2020
Aug 24, 2020 at 3:58 PM UTC
re: Unfulfilled
Despite suffering from illness, ****** assault from a once trusted individual, being told I do not belong in my own country, and shoved away by supposed peers and professor at my institution, I remain. As steadfast as ever, protecting my place, country, and family. No matter how exhausted or how shattered my current frame of reality may be, I never cheat on my schoolwork or exams like the same peers who belittle me. Me, who is there: patiently waiting, always the last, seeking help after another misstep; Nonetheless, diligently remaining on track, amidst the others descended from the Esteemed, Who continue the cyclic tradition of oppression. While I acknowledge that the absence of refuge for the trodden has existed for many centuries, and even myself as of now, I understand it to be ill-gotten privilege I may have stolen from another applicant more promising than me; I remain in This Place amongst books and the International Royalty. Beginning from such atrocities in both blood, home, and later within the educational institution, I never had any interest in making a name for myself. I did not apply to college because I was told to— it is because I was predominantly told the opposite. Facing the shouting and dismissals from those closest in blood and esteemed teachers at school. In this time of a loosening socioeconomic hierarchy, finally exposing the Freedoms of this Nation Our Ancestors could never dream of, We Must Remain, Learn, and Fight! Revel in how Unfulfilled we are, Remain Loyal to your well-established Ideals, and Fight!
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Aug 24, 2020
Aug 24, 2020 at 3:58 PM UTC
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