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when i was little,
in preschool,
i was obsessed with making houses out of building blocks.
but there was this kid that was obsessed with knocking them over.
did it bother me?
yes.
was i upset?
yes.
but i picked my sorry self up,
i rebuilt my creation,
and i made a freaking mansion
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