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Pride
I won't stumble, I won't crumble, I won't fall, I will stand tall. Blood on my hands, Mud on my knees, My story on my shoulders, My past behind me. I tear at the ones who oppose me, Their eyes ripping me, The violence slows, And the sun goes. Can you feel their stares, The unblinking, The ever observant judgement?
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