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I look out upon the summit, below beckons to me Close my eyes and take a step Crushed upon the mountain Gutted among the rocks, left to bleed Rip me to pieces, disperse me among the trees I will grow again to promote growth among the worthy Bleach my alabaster bones to form a work of art To hang upon a mantlepiece that is adorned with greater works Hauntingly seemly, appropriate given the medium And now all I will be is an undeserving martyr Assess the meaning of something so meaningless Deem it worthy of praise, mark it among treasured possessions I will sit among your art, outshined by the beauty around me Withered away after being put on an undeserving pedestal Among the art, I am the inept piece of work Among your magnum opus, I sit as a disgrace