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And just like that he didn’t exist

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One day, he was there with great fanfare

One day, he was celebrated

One day, he was the savior

One day, he was a mystery

Then, he was outrunning the bloated air

Then, he was tolerated

Then, he curried your disfavor

No kowtowing

Then, he was relegated to another history

Prodded by your lies

Then, he was the scapegoat and reviled

Then, he just didn’t exist

Into thin air his essence went

Into thin air went all your troubles

And, then came his blessed freedom

Categories: Culture, identity, Leadership, mental health, Poetry, Psychology

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