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beleve what i say

bottom dwelers of life. that we all think are usless people.but as i grew up ,i figured out,that we all are bottom dwelers.


youll read this poem sayin
"im not a bottom dweler."

then youll think that "mabey i am a bottom dweler".


days turn to weeks, weeks turn to months, and months turn to years.

and youll still be thinkin that.

youll look around and youll have a tear, because you have no home, because you didnt beleve what i said in this poem.

ill say it again and youll say it too.

"we all are bottom dwelers, both me and you and all our friends too.



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