They are a rare breed those who live free of sin
So few near to perfect would you not agree
The imperfections i see in others are the imperfections in me
You can only live as a person to be as good as you can be
Suppose to be flawed is part of our humanity
It is from the needs of the self that the ego is grown
And the one without ego to humanity is unknown
Though some have far more than enough of ego in the World to survive
And in the misfortune of others they do seem to thrive
The narcissisists of the Human World are no longer rare
Those that others have needs too are not aware
And though losing is something that anyone does not choose
For one to win big many do have to lose.
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