In times of distress,
in times of de-stress,
in glorified failures,
in socially acceptable moments of triumph
In raw and ravenous catharsis,
In the banality of boredom
In times of heinous hustle
In times of madness,
sometimes mild
Sometimes manic,
Or loneliness
And fear of a brightly lit room
In times where your conscience
Is plundered by the weight of morality
In Dog eat dog
Man eat man
Or whatever is the saying
In the strange sameness
and weariness
Of every new face you meet
I've been authentically myself,
And that's my greatest achievement.
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