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Jun 2014
Judging, watching, they wait for me to fall.
To stumble ; can’t wait to laugh at me ; they foresee it all.

They are cold and devoid of warmth:
“Look at us! ” they cry: "we are so much better than you"
"Who do you think you are anyway?!", "why so blue"?!

They look down their noses at me; “Pah we don’t care about you"! We are too concerned about ourselves……
S Greenwood
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S Greenwood  Great Britian
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