My Enemy Has Died

M M. Asim Nehal M. Asim Nehal
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My enemy has died. I am very sad today he was the only enemy I could identify. He was the one who is responsible, for my growth and success, his enmity drew me farther to prove him wrong, and I, the determined, who never believed in others, kept denying that he is enemy for his contributions to instigate me, I disbelieve in his theories and did the opposite Yes, I believe in his sarcastic challenges. His enmity for me, like that of a scorpion constantly biting and intimidating, with no mercy for relaxation, with so many exaggerations: he never climbed all over my nerve nor did he do any backbiting, neither rubbed me the wrong ways unlike my other friends who flattered me with false praises Today, I am feeling little nervous Who will inspire me now?

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