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Memories of a sad and lonely life reminding me of my freshman english teacher. |
| I covered myself under the umbrella of other peoples sadness, I stood in the shadows of other peoples fears, I lived in the house of other peoples dreams, I dressed in the clothes made by the hands of the poor, I followed the laws written by the foolish, I lived the life of a thousand angry souls, I was buried in the soil of a thousand ruined crops. |