Pride
Pride, something I've struggled my entire life to swallow. They say with it comes a fall and that is exactly what I'm good at, falling I mean. But in the depths of it all, In the depths of cowering in shame, I still hope and pray some day I make a name. Only here, only down here in this dark pit do I realize how privileged I am to have made it this far. I fell with pride and with pride I shall rise.
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