Empire Building

Amidst the fears of being ordinary,
Little do I find to dread.
I hear the jeers of past acquaintances
Too quiet; for those remembrances go lost.
On the stones they threw I built my empire,
Unyielding in its ascent.
Where the truth of that talk transpired,
Their words now kindle my legacy’s fire,
The inferno of my triumph:
A beacon of indomitable will.

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