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When you push me on the street, I am.

When I manage not to be mean, although you deserve it, I am.

When I am mean and it’s too late to take it back, so much so that it make’s me resent myself for months, I am.

When you try to deceive me, I am.

When you try to steal my dignity, I am.

When you can’t explain why I’m not responding in hate, I am.

When I remember the good, and send love to the people who want to bring me down, I am.

Versiunea în română: https://soulpatterns.wordpress.com/2013/03/24/autoportret-in-dialog/