A projected image of outer clothing
A sweater in need of constant stitching
Instantly attracting needles of criticism
Some penetrate the soft armor and draw blood-
Blood that then stains the sweater and changes its color
So that it takes on a new appearance and form
Pride, competitive by nature,
Clothes but a few and leaves others in the cold

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