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Pitiful Me I am so wronged! Why can't they see? It's loathsome what they do to me. What have I done? Where did I err? I speak , but they just sit and stare. The disbelief... It’s in their eyes. My thoughts mirrored, gives me surprise. It is now clear how wars do start. A lesson I.... should take to heart. |
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