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| Day 10 |
Your words no longer haunt me
more than the joy Ellen's videos bring me.
Words can be hard like rocks,
and piercing like spears.
But yours were--
dusts and air particles.
This shall be the proof,
of me lingering no more
on the impact (if there was)
of your impertinence.
Now I have no patience
to stay victim of yours.
I make my own
destiny.
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