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all of us, all who knew her, felt so wholesome after we cleaned ourselves on her.
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We were so beautiful when we stood astride her ugliness.
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Her simplicity decorated us.
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Her guilt sanctified us.
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Her pain made us glow with health.
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Her awkwardness made us think we had a sense of humor.
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Her inarticulateness made us believe we were eloquent.
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Her poverty kept us generous.
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Even her waking dreams we used to silence our own nightmares
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and she let us and thereby deserved our contempt.
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We honed our egos on her,
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padded our characters with her frailty,