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Nov 2012
You don't know me
and likewise for you.
So why would you feel the need
to tell me what the **** I should do?

In this life, you have no idea,
NO CLUE
the strifes and struggles
anything I've been through.

You preach to me
which way to go
what street to take
or path to go.

You'll never know
what road I came down
to get to this place.

So, just dismiss your petty judgement
and your ******* case.
Amanda Witt
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