yet there are others making the same decision,
but their decision is greeted with celebrations.
It is sad that some are admired
while others are hated so,
but this happens all the time
no matter where you go.
Some people are popular
though they might be quiet and laid back.
While others interfere so much
everyone is glad to see them go.
8 June 2013
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