Self-sacrifices, selfishness, and all
The unselfishness in the world today
Cannot contend with the one, single call
Of individualism that must say.
The selfish, first-handed person only
Cares about their own values and does not
Show master or slave tendencies, lonely.
They engage with others in life’s word, jot.
There are sacred things that ought not be touched.
The self is such a thing that should be held
Above all else; this great thought should be clutched.
Individualism in lives should meld.
The egoist is the evergreen tree.
Selfishness is the truest way to be.
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