A Subtle Vaingloriousness Nags,To Have Been A Cynosure:A Show Piece ExtraordinaireOf Forte And Facade;But The Image Dejects.I Slump Into A Flaccid Self -A Limp HeapOf Divested Fatigues.In Retrospect, Missteps Loom Large;Glossy Silhouettes Of Bizarre PhantomsGrimace From A Distance:The Mocking Demons Of My Own Make.In A Fit Of Despair,I Can’t Help A Few Tears.
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