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Pitted from birth To the harsh world we're sent Disguised acts of grace With fictitious intent

Forced faux applause As we toast to a peer The panic inside Fuels a sickening fear

A race in my mind On a ladder we climb A wake of destruction On a vacuous high

Indignantly living Tepid praise to my feats A life better lived None competing but me

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May 10th 2021