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Exceptionalism
External
Exception’s contempt,
out of sync only given at the brink,
proven to be pushed beyond these four walls,
and ran at an unreasonable pace.
Give My Life.
Idle rot sets in the bone,
born with desire but nothing is forever,
part of human nature is the willingness to strive,
but it eventually dies.
Gave Their Life.
Fresh perspectives,
favored and savored,
transferable to the vulnerable,
whoever walks my avenue over the night,
let realization set in, familiarity is misery.
Gave It Life.
Exceptionalism is gained,
crafted on good graces,
improved by cloudy days,
on a will of my own,
yet carried by a team,
one vision uncertain,
yet determined.
Gave It Everything.
In the end,
will the top feel unfit?
will I have married for structure?
will I have sold my morals for power?
will I have found humility only at the end of my life in pursuit of exceptionalism.
