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Searching for sonder but your shadow is a glutton. A better self pleads for some respite from the sudden realisation that you can't sustain yourself like this. isolating... ruminating... Scraping your soul's calluses It's dead skin. Dead sin. but your ego is carniverous thinking trauma makes you different and kind words are an irritant still pray to God for deliverance Oh, the cognitive dissonance... of a healing mind where a peeled scab is rehab, but it's all by design.
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Dec 29, 2025
Dec 29, 2025 at 9:59 AM UTC
Searching for sonder
Searching for sonder but your shadow is a glutton. A better self pleads for some respite from the sudden realisation that you can't sustain yourself like this. isolating... ruminating... Scraping your soul's calluses It's dead skin. Dead sin. but your ego is carniverous thinking trauma makes you different and kind words are an irritant still pray to God for deliverance Oh, the cognitive dissonance... of a healing mind where a peeled scab is rehab, but it's all by design.
We're perpetually trying to be better, but the ego is one hell of an adversary. Some 'woe is me' poetry. Wishing you all a truly happy new year.
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Dec 29, 2025
Dec 29, 2025 at 9:59 AM UTC
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