Even if it is all about me
An egoism that subsumes the world
Always placing itself at the center
Of things vaguely sensing the other
Ones standing there embarrassed
For me jealous for it to be
All about them I suppose
Even if it's all about you
Which I would equally enjoy
So I am blotted out
And completely taken in
By you so lit-up and fine
Saved from one love by another
Even if it's only mine
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