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I think he was better than me 
He saw more than me
He wasn’t as materialistic as I was and didn’t seem to care about the differences 
Our quotient was still just me thinking about being lesser than someone who ripped away
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March 14, 2018 at 3:06 AM
I want more of this story; perhaps you could make it into a narrative poem? It has a ring of truth and self-reflection.
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