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The fear had conquered my ability to walk
Hatred had clouded my vision
The ugliness of my own self was intense
Sadness had overcome me; it was too much
Happiness of the people made it hurt
They were all so beautiful
I was not
They were kind; inspiration came upon me
I had the courage to stand up
I was me

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