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Better than you; always considered myself superior --a delusion I nurtured with vicious remarks and cold sniggers; within the remotest of land, full of dust, you learned to bloom with your youthful flowers growing larger than me and yourself.
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Nov 27, 2014
Nov 27, 2014 at 6:41 AM UTC
You [but no longer]
Better than you; always considered myself superior --a delusion I nurtured with vicious remarks and cold sniggers; within the remotest of land, full of dust, you learned to bloom with your youthful flowers growing larger than me and yourself.
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Nov 27, 2014
Nov 27, 2014 at 6:41 AM UTC
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