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Who Was I?

Who was I?


To me. There isn't much. But one day. When all is said and done.


People will wonder where I came from. And I'll tell them. Where were you?





Biding my time. Waiting...





I'm going to make it. Mediocrity is too simple


And too expected. But for now. I'm



Biding my time. Waiting...



I .When my life begins, it will be about the I.


Every measure has been taken to ensure the I. While



Biding my time. Waiting...



Success isn't for everyone. Otherwise it would be averagecess.


Until I can suck on some of that cess. I'll be



Biding my time. Waiting...



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