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You used to be the harbinger of disdain I thank you deeply for unfurling my blemishes to all Apprehension followed me around every bend Doubting my own moral ambiguity At war with all around Now pushing to break me down Persistence shall be my armor my confidant Never become a token on that vile board How cynical as the blemishes evaporate I am no longer an ingrate
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Nov 23, 2015
Nov 23, 2015 at 9:09 PM UTC
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You used to be the harbinger of disdain I thank you deeply for unfurling my blemishes to all Apprehension followed me around every bend Doubting my own moral ambiguity At war with all around Now pushing to break me down Persistence shall be my armor my confidant Never become a token on that vile board How cynical as the blemishes evaporate I am no longer an ingrate
john-p-green
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Nov 23, 2015
Nov 23, 2015 at 9:09 PM UTC
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