Each of us come from the ground. we rise from the dirt and stand firm. We had nothing to hold and yet we would not fold. never gave up. no matter the hurt, no matter the corruption surrounding us. we continue. we are on a path for only ourselves. on the way we’ll find the best of friends. If we are fortunate. the good and the bad. but the bad mean nothing. they are as significant as an empty thought. as clever as chlamydia. they are smarter than the stupid and still none the wiser. they are averagely amateur. they say the worst because they feel like nothing. they are nothing. and ever more become nothing nothing but a bottom feeder.
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