We become our worst enemies, thus self reflection
Long ago a year or so I received accolades a plenty I won this, and I won that I was on top of it all I was almost the whole shebang I was important I was all about me I pandered and pounded I wanted attention and I won I was sad, when my cheating was undone Caught with the red herring deep in my mouth I left to sulk a bit and have a wee pout then I figured out after I was caught there was a way to still receive the praise I so sought once a month that's how she works post only then the egoists trophy is my new perk
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