The Geek Invasion
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Complete Thu, Jul 28, 2011<5 mins
This is a poem about being put down and being okay with it. It is about knowing the fact that everyone's time will come. We all have to rise and time to fall, a time to fight and a time to stand back. This poem is about holding out for that time.
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