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I am but a little nick on a giant diamond wall etched with images made by those who did something who made a difference who you can notice. And I’m just a tiny scratch of a passerby who wished they could leave a mark like the huge images. But they were blessed with a chisel and all I have are broken fingernails. I try and try to carve something to make a beautiful image but it’s of no use. I wasn’t born for this. Only diamond can cut diamond. And I am not like the diamonds.
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Dec 28, 2018
Dec 28, 2018 at 11:56 PM UTC
the diamond wall
I am but a little nick on a giant diamond wall etched with images made by those who did something who made a difference who you can notice. And I’m just a tiny scratch of a passerby who wished they could leave a mark like the huge images. But they were blessed with a chisel and all I have are broken fingernails. I try and try to carve something to make a beautiful image but it’s of no use. I wasn’t born for this. Only diamond can cut diamond. And I am not like the diamonds.
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Dec 28, 2018
Dec 28, 2018 at 11:56 PM UTC
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