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I want to teach someone the means of life where ideas don't matter like a metaphor. As these ideas are subjected to just oppose my position of the dialect of the intellect. To be like a citation, and reference myself like similes. As myself is my pupil, and my pupil is my people. To comprehend such silly facts, such noirs and blancs of blacks and whites. As it's not me being overconfident, but my confidence in their incompetence. |
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