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Cycle Woke up. Work. Gym. Sleep. A loop I built for safety, now it’s my cage. Too scared to change, too tired to stay the same. ____________________________________ She Who Broke the Cycle She came like a needle. sharp, sudden, breaking the loop like nobody’s business. Cycle, curse, whatever you call it, she tore it open, and I finally bled change.
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Oct 22, 2025
Oct 22, 2025 at 4:13 AM UTC
Cycle That Meant To Be Broken(?)
Cycle Woke up. Work. Gym. Sleep. A loop I built for safety, now it’s my cage. Too scared to change, too tired to stay the same. ____________________________________ She Who Broke the Cycle She came like a needle. sharp, sudden, breaking the loop like nobody’s business. Cycle, curse, whatever you call it, she tore it open, and I finally bled change.
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Oct 22, 2025
Oct 22, 2025 at 4:13 AM UTC
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