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It was just an arrogant thought I carried for far too long. Another one for the hindsight box. Another "if". Now, now I'm chained to the memories of my foolish endeavors. Spare me your insights. I'm well aware it is within me to put aside these things. But I can't, I won't. I have to be reminded. Lest the urge to try again overwhelms my convictions. I can be heeled by the sound of these rattling chains. So that I can go back to staring into the sun. Instead of thinking I could be anything other than one.
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Nov 23, 2025
Nov 23, 2025 at 8:29 AM UTC
I smoke cigarettes so you don't have to. You're welcome.
It was just an arrogant thought I carried for far too long. Another one for the hindsight box. Another "if". Now, now I'm chained to the memories of my foolish endeavors. Spare me your insights. I'm well aware it is within me to put aside these things. But I can't, I won't. I have to be reminded. Lest the urge to try again overwhelms my convictions. I can be heeled by the sound of these rattling chains. So that I can go back to staring into the sun. Instead of thinking I could be anything other than one.
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Nov 23, 2025
Nov 23, 2025 at 8:29 AM UTC
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