To My Major Critic: (The Pseudo Psychologist)
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O you are an insignificant worm;
Whose only talent is to criticise!
It seems that you are unlikely to learn.
Behind your every word; jealousy lies!
You are so impotent; you cannot create.
That's why your very soul is filled with hate!
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