So it all begins
to come to light.
It's no surprise
that we were right.
I hope you learned
a thing or two:
a bit about me,
a lot about you.
We'll try not rub
it in your face.
It never was
that kind of race.
Forgive, forgive
but don't forget,
tangled up
in history's net.
As one we rise.
As one we fall.
Some lead the way.
Some know it all.
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