was proud of my self for a while
not so much any more
was afraid of me for a while
not so much of you any more
we are the same
and rejection is no longer
my middle name
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POETRY AND COMMENTS ON WHAT I HAVE SEEN AND OTHER STUFF I DO SOMETIMES (probably not suitable for children or adults) (awareness is not a product of thought)
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