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A question to the  old  # meek me

Why didn't you go with Uncle dreck that day 
    when he came to call you  up to play 
                          golf?

      Though you had been a pro in it
  
Why did you allowed your fear to monopoly
    you  every second of your life?

Why did you stopped delivering speeches 
   after that day when you sluttered a lot?

Why did you let your panickness overrule u 
  each time you decided to initiate?

Why did you felt inferiority to others?

Why did you compared yourself with others?

Why didn't you ever looked within felt the                          essence of you being specially 
                  talented and unique?

But you are now a altogether a different person
                bold, confident  fearless
    You don't let ostentiousy ruin the real u 
      


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