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I've made a veritable art form
out of ignoring others
Taken it to the highest level,
its crown made out of thorns
Turning my back and looking away,
denying their importance
A world where they do not exist
-no insult could hurt more
(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2020)
out of ignoring others
Taken it to the highest level,
its crown made out of thorns
Turning my back and looking away,
denying their importance
A world where they do not exist
-no insult could hurt more
(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2020)
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