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It never saw itself as much,              a rough coat...   but underneath that where              its true potential lay. But when It looked deeper           all it saw was conflicting layers.     Then the unthinkable, others saw his uses but he just cut into himself. Tears feel as the feeling of unworthiness              was cut away as layers fell.. but this was like every other                      onion depressed at its worth. but everything is special in another's eyes,      Were all like a onion, layers of dignity. But even though we don't see it,       We all have a worth, were layers of an onion..
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Dec 30, 2017
Dec 30, 2017 at 9:26 AM UTC
The Depressed Onion
It never saw itself as much,              a rough coat...   but underneath that where              its true potential lay. But when It looked deeper           all it saw was conflicting layers.     Then the unthinkable, others saw his uses but he just cut into himself. Tears feel as the feeling of unworthiness              was cut away as layers fell.. but this was like every other                      onion depressed at its worth. but everything is special in another's eyes,      Were all like a onion, layers of dignity. But even though we don't see it,       We all have a worth, were layers of an onion..
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Dec 30, 2017
Dec 30, 2017 at 9:26 AM UTC
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