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It's Lonely At the Top

In a world of triumph, where crowns adorn, Where victory's fire brightly burns, A throne of solitude, I have found, Amidst the cheers, a lonesome sound. The peak of glory, a lofty height, Yet shadows dance in golden light, For accolades, but few remain, To share the triumph's sweetest strain. The journey's end, a bittersweet sight, Where isolation veils delight, With none to bear the weight I bear, It's lonely at the top, I swear.

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