── ⋅ ⋅ ✱ Self-analysis ✱ ⋅ ⋅ ──
The lake's surface ripples, then calms. In your reflection, your unsmiling lips wobble, then curve up. After all, whatever they do, you can do better.
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Our Humblest Darling
Acceptance of self-worth in the era that appreciates abnegation.
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Yesterday I Saw in the Reflection of Myself My Father
A meditation of inherited anger.
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I Sit Myself in the Attic Room with Skylights
Boredom as an empty room I sit myself in.
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Shame was a Rotten Fruit I Had to Eat
Psychological dissection on my relationship with shame.
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Blindfolded with Mouths to Feed, part 1
tldr; processing loyalty-rooted blindness in the carcasses of old friendships