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Fell from grace off weak limbs.
Now to stand means everything.
Confidence fades as I wallow in so deep.
Walls come crashing down, crashing all around.
Just a taste; it takes hold.
Admitting I was wrong.
Forced to recognize your sympathy.
Your own self pity.
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