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Nov 2018
I have no right to be proud to be me
How dare you be willing to shout
I shouldn’t be ashamed of myself

I’m useless even to the weak
And you’ll lie saying
I’m creative even when I’m weak

I’m right to believe
In the prospect that I’m useless
You’re wrong
I saw a lot of people doing reverse poems so I wanted to try one of my own.
Folie
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