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NARCISSISTS ARE SELECTED TO LEAD

NARCISSISTS ARE SELECTED TO LEAD

They will always be selected before a truth teller...

The will get the promotion and the raise...

They very rarely get fired...

They will make life miserable to make the truth teller quit...

They lie their way to the top...

That's how they will succeed...

Some call it confidence...

They can abuse you and make you believe it was actually your fault...

sparrowsong Ice Queen

 

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Bernadete van d...

Definitely! The perfect opportunity for people with 
narcissistic traits.  Good write, Ice Queen. 
Bernadete 

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sparrowsong

Hello Bernadete...

​​​​​​Some people have been wondering how it's possible...

​​​​​​Glad you enjoyed!

Thank you for your kind comment and support...

​​​​​​sparrowsong Ice Queen

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Hummingbird

Definitely can relate to this..

Another great write! Bestie!👍❤️

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