I am Not a Charm to the Arm of the Opportunist.
In the realm of ambition's charm, I tread, Not a bauble, nor a shimmering thread, Professionally disheartened, yet I stand tall, Unyielding to opportunists' unforeseen fall.
Disappointments swirl, a tempest's twist,
Yet my dedication, in resolve, exists. l am not mere adornment, a fleeting guise, But a steadfast soul beneath these skies.
Amidst setbacks that fate dares to impart, My essence, my purpose, they never depart.
A vision embraced, commitments stay true,
For causes noble, I continue to pursue.
So let this setback, this unexpected thorn,
Not tarnish the spirit in which I'm born.
With unwavering poise, I shall reclaim, The path to honor, amidst the unknown's game.
I am Not a Charm to the Arm of the Opportunist,
Not an adornment on another's arm, I stand, not merely for charm.
Independence woven in professional thread, My presence more than what's merely said.
I'm not a trinket, no accessory fine, But a force with purpose, a design.
Ambitions tethered to my own flight, In professional realms, my own might.
I bring expertise, dedication's flame,
Beyond the role of a mere name.
Independence, not in isolation found, But in contributions, firmly bound.
Not ego's flight, nor pride's tall tower, Yet a recognition of my professional power.
I seek recognition, not as a part, But for substance, for skills, for heart.
My worth acknowledged, my value seen, In independence, a professional sheen.
A stance defined, not in charm's allure, But in contributions, steadfast and sure.
I stand tall in my truth, an unwavering force against the opportunistic tides. I am the sovereign of my destiny, adorned not by the charms of the opportunist, but by the strength born from within. My journey unfolds with resilience as my guide, shaping a legacy of empowerment and unwavering resolve. I am not merely a chapter, but the narrative itself—an embodiment of power, grace, and unyielding authenticity.
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