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I saw the disdain
In their eyes
Their secret contempt
As for help, I cried
They shook me off
Like a damp rag
And left me to rot
In a black bin bag
It was in this decay
And in this filth
That an important truth
Was slowly built
That my true value
For which I fought
Was not defined by what
Those people thought
Dawn & Dusk 
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