I have sought glory year after year.
Perhaps it is time for me to be clear.
Others' colors would be beautiful seen through me
Things will be better if the glory is achieved by we.
Instead of my own color, it is time for me to be a prism.
Light traveling through me would shine all colors; time to give up my narcissism.
In the mirror, I say, "It's not about you.
Working for others will bring happiness true."
Turn over a new leaf today.
For someone else, pave the way.
I have sought glory year after year.
It is time to give others glory without fear.
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Noah Glenn
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