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History is rarely so kind as to let the broom decide which dust matters most.
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My mother raised a storm, and you are just the debris clearing the path for my rise.
History is rarely so kind as to let the broom decide which dust matters most.
My mother raised a storm, and you are just the debris clearing the path for my rise.
The broom is a chore; the choreography of the debris is where the real grace lives.
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