Never.
Not once.
And the funny part?
Once you showed me what you were, you remembered you didn't want me to know.
Because as soon as I knew?
For a few moments, I was just like you.
When I didn't know what you were, I didn't know what I was:
petty, foolish, and prone to mistakes.
But now I know and, unlike you, I'm working to change it.
Good thing you're gone, or I'd be stuck.
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