the Bottom
(the mind is merely waiting to wither…)
Sustenance-based mental advancement
Perhaps ultimatums are the blocked pathways to
For Self seeking challengers,
regardless of weight of contribution, are worthy
Only insight, nerve will serve as judge
The haughty can claim their place amongst the elite
I turn my head compulsively
I can only hope my hope isn’t unfounded
Up is the only option from the bottom
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