Presumptions
Oh how often it is,
when I gloat in my presumptions,
when I forgot that the world doesn't revolve around me,
that I was jarred again into reality,
that I was humiliated of my naivete.
when I gloat in my presumptions,
when I forgot that the world doesn't revolve around me,
that I was jarred again into reality,
that I was humiliated of my naivete.
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