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Mighty Me & Puny Me

In some sense, I am mighty me, and in many others, I am puny me, its bad that mighty me, seems to dominate, making that puny punier, those who want me to be puny, do not even notice it, they do not stand, but glare and sit, and usually, I take a hit, I wished somebody would help, me cure, for now and more, from this me mighty, that has taken my peace, and left me all fighty.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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