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The King Is Dead

fame is fruitless
you'll still fart
have the same nightmares
still be a nerd

you may get richer
a new set of money problems
who is really a friend
why do lawyers cost so much

you'll get older
lose your edge
fall by the wayside
just like the rest

self satisfaction
should not rely on
nor imply
leaving your mark

fame is fruitless
though, I suppose
it might be fun
given the right dose

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