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Little marks on a bedroom wall, that's all they were.
Little marks carefully engraved by gentle, loving hands in celebration of each passing year.
Little marks, each one a measure of the man he was becoming.
Little marks on a stone wall, that's all they were.
Little marks angrily carved by hateful, jealous hands in retaliation for something that never was.
Little marks, each one a measure of the man he had become.
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