Self is the part of our nature we make.
Good is the part of our nature we ride,
except for the good we made in ourselves.
In such artifice, such weenies as we
take unnaturally overweening pride.
Self wants it all to be natural.
Self wants to say "I'm this way!" Doot-di-doo
Self wants a bag of mad powers, plus wings.
Self gets them, too.
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