Oh, the glitter! Oh, the excitement! No! the illusion, the hype. If everyone is the winner, then there was no contest, or achievement, or satisfaction. How long will it take for the people crowded here to realize that? Who will they blame? because someone has to carry the blame. You paint this sorry spectacle in primary colors, but the hollowness is so obvious. But I should turn my gaze inward. I too am susceptible to this kind of hype. Your poem shows how easily people follow the flow to disaster,
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Oh, the glitter! Oh, the excitement! No! the illusion, the hype. If everyone is the winner, then there was no contest, or achievement, or satisfaction. How long will it take for the people crowded here to realize that? Who will they blame? because someone has to carry the blame. You paint this sorry spectacle in primary colors, but the hollowness is so obvious. But I should turn my gaze inward. I too am susceptible to this kind of hype. Your poem shows how easily people follow the flow to disaster,