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A Flash in The Pan
Cooked on high, a mercurial rise in status, an influencer for the times. If I can make it here, I can make it …well, you know.
I want likes, loves, thumbs up, and a kick in the ***. Love me from afar. My grandiose boobprints in cement for posterity.
Fame becomes me, teaches me to reach for the stars and settle for my own show. I’d sell my soul, if I had one, to be idolized.
Fast forward to a new order. New stars in a new medium. Go figure. Obsolescence so soon? My hand was this close to the brass ring.
Carlo C Gomez
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