I'd like to think of myself as THE GRASS... Usually, grass is stepped on, sometimes uprooted, even burned. But what is miraculous about this is that, however grass is treated, it grows back again and again... So like me, I was stepped on, I was humiliated, I was left to cry on my own...but I found my way back... and I am growing stronger than ever... Hmm.. I wouldn't say I will let people step on me again... But hey, if you want to, go ahead... step on me, slap me with insults, discriminate... Make people think that I am no good... Hell, I will let you do all that... But watch out... Grass over powers the crops on the field if given the chance... GRASS THRIVES WHILE ALL OTHER PLANTS DIE...
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