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All of which I hypocritically love and hate Are the greatest guilty pleasures I enjoy too late... All too often I refrain from the mediocrity of normalcy, When really all I wish is to never fade to obscurity. All of whom I hypocritically admire and despise, Are always looking at me with those eyes... So many suddenly becoming one step further ahead, Leaving me thinking if only I could finally be dead. All of which I hypocritically praise and critique Are actually made up of what makes me unique. There are times I get what I always wanted, But then there are times I am left feeling haunted. All of whom I hypocritically shun and embrace Never truly leave me without leaving a trace... For all these people and things in my life Have long taught me how to overcome my strife.

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Date: 5/21/2020 12:52:00 PM
Wonderful, creative and wise penning Marissa! Enjoyed. ~mo
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Date: 5/21/2020 12:15:00 PM
Nice, I like's true
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