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Feb 2012
Now all you kids,
Who thought you knew me in the past,
I have a request for all of you,
Kiss my ***.

You all thought you knew me,
Though you didn't have a clue.
Not an idea who I am,
Or what I can do.

You tried to label me,
But you were wrong.
Put me on a self,
That I didn't belong.

I have changed,
Weird I know.
That people can grow up,
And evolve and go!

Once I broke away,
And got to higher ground,
I laughed and laughed,
At all of you in the crowd.  

Your opinions never mattered.
I have always been God in my head.
But stop your pointless judging,
If not, to me, you are dead.
Grade school was dumb.
My life started as soon as I walked into Whittier.
Wuji
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