Self-Promotion
A Poem
Self promotion is the worst
It’s rowing against the ocean
Not just one tide
Fighting every fish
It’s a free for all
Just to get one more eyeball
Narcissists do it with ease
But those that make things for their enjoyment
We get lost in the breeze
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And find ourselves as wafting on the breeze, oddly at peace, difficult for any narcissist to understand.