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what kind of a man really am I ?
In the depths of self-reflection's haze,
I ponder upon my truest ways.
A man, bereft of strength, I find,
Yet yearning for power, heart entwined.
My knowledge, a mere whisper's trace,
Lost in a realm where dreams embrace.
Immersed in fantasies, my mind takes flight,
Seeking wisdom's beacon, shining bright.
A hapless soul, bound by despair,
Struggles in pain, burdened, unaware.
An idiot, stumbling through life's cruel game,
Engulfed by self-loathing, engulfed by shame.
I ponder upon my truest ways.
A man, bereft of strength, I find,
Yet yearning for power, heart entwined.
My knowledge, a mere whisper's trace,
Lost in a realm where dreams embrace.
Immersed in fantasies, my mind takes flight,
Seeking wisdom's beacon, shining bright.
A hapless soul, bound by despair,
Struggles in pain, burdened, unaware.
An idiot, stumbling through life's cruel game,
Engulfed by self-loathing, engulfed by shame.
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