If you have ever traded
Ridicule for respect,
Betrayal for loyalty,
Deceit for the unguarded sincerity
Of some young person,
Hungry for the outstretched hand
Of an older brother;
If you have ever done any of these,
Merely in order to hold your place
Inside a pack of pandering bullies,
Where you did not belong,
And knew it,
Then you, my friend, are guilty of something
Which only you can ever forgive.
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