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Greatness


People talk, people stare, that doesn't leave me to wallow in sorrow. no excuse to let down a tear, when there's a greater future in my tomorrow. With grace, I have been elevated. to be showered with love and hear their praises, I can't help but feel delighted. For the, I was ridiculed with bluntness, By people who wanted to bring me down. Gathering to see my greatness, after making me fee like I could never reach the crown.
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