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Convicted
Treacherous fingers of discontent
Threaten to strangle my dreams
And stifle my right to existence.
I stumble over vicious words,
Fueled by spite and the rage
Of misinterpretation,
Designed to challenge my intent.
I was summarily dismissed,
Labeled a fraud,
And relegated into obscurity;
Judged guilty of a crime
I did not commit.
Yet, I remain loyal
To my convictions
As I expose myself,
Welcoming the scrutiny
Of those who would not
Understand me;
Steadfast and devoted
To honoring the truth
In perpetuity.
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