You Can't Spell Pride Without I
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Huling na-publish Wed, Jun 19, 2019
I entered this into a writing competition.
Pride. Pride means a lot of things. Pride can be what you want really. Pride is pride. Pride is expressing yourself. Pride is looking in the mirror and liking what you see. Pride is a wonderful emotion. You might have heard a lot of stories already about pride. But this is my story.
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