One of Seven Sins

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Me
Myself
I

Look at what I have done
I have made, accomplished, and achieved much
I have done it by myself, for myself
I have built myself from nothing
I have turned myself into something

I have received no help
I did it by myself
For myself

My plaques adorn my walls,
My trophies grace my shelves,
They sing my praise,
A monument to all I have done

I have no need for anyone
I have no need for anything
I can do anything on my own

Walk through the home I built,
Observe my awards,
Let them remind you as they remind me

I have done
I have accomplished
I have risen
I have conquered

All by myself
No help,
But my own

There is nothing I cannot do

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