Just walk away History is a funny thing, for me anyway, It’s a constant reminder of how I failed. What I did wrong, and whom I disappointed. It visits me at night, when I am most vulnerable. Then the mocking words, I heard when I was young, rings as loud as thunder. History never reminds me of the good. I like that, because who wants their great achievements to be past? I was a small kid at school, hell, up to 6 years ago… I was still small. I got tired of being beaten up and pushed around. I got
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