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January 19, 2015
My cousins used to tease me for being a know-it-all. When I was a teenager I'd spout "wise" stuff and take their sarcastic "admiration" as veiled envy, at best a harmless attempt at humoring a young girl who was a tad cocky. They would ask me to write a poem on the spot, and I would do it, not caring if what I was writing made any sense. I just did it and believed it to be satisfactory. They would read them and go "ooooh." I wonder where that brave girl went, I kind of want her back.