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  • chaoticallysmallpoetry
    • Sep 30, 2019
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Crown

The triumphant one stands, tall with a crown. Knowing they accomplished their dreams. Screaming Screw you! to the ones who didn’t believe. Victory rings out the brass ring is yours forever. No more 3rd place, only first. forever.

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