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When I believe I’m a “brand”
(a mover,
a shaker,
a player)

What then Me when my brand is blacklisted
(the phone doesn’t ring,
my sponsors disappear,
the invitations stop)

If I now drink only Fuel of Celeb every day and second
(the followers,
the re-tweets,
the column inches)

What then Me when my VIP club-card is rescinded
(the phone doesn’t ring,
my sponsors disappear,
the invitations stop)?

Because when I now believe I am my own PR
That I am who I’m told I am
By those who never say no
But whose bills/favours I long forgot

What will I be
When it’s just me

Again?

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