Often times I am quick to point my finger, forgetting that I too have flaws, I too have fallen, I too have sinned. No one is better than the other. We all are humans, we all bleed shades of crimson, and what I lack, another has in abundance. Where I fail, another excels. I must remind myself to be humble because a fall near the ground hurts less than that of a high altitude.

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