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I believed I could mold it— that if I kept my voice measured and my reasons alluring, debauched, persuasive, the wrong thing would come out clean. I drank the elixir that coronates a man without asking where his kingdom lies, a liquid that turned appetite into law. I mistook wanting for knowing. Everyone stood silent while I tried to forge it into shape. I don’t live that high anymore. I recognize who sits on the throne and how little He needs my engineering.
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Apr 25
Apr 25, 2026 at 7:41 PM UTC
The Elixir
I believed I could mold it— that if I kept my voice measured and my reasons alluring, debauched, persuasive, the wrong thing would come out clean. I drank the elixir that coronates a man without asking where his kingdom lies, a liquid that turned appetite into law. I mistook wanting for knowing. Everyone stood silent while I tried to forge it into shape. I don’t live that high anymore. I recognize who sits on the throne and how little He needs my engineering.
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59/M/Utopia
Apr 25
Apr 25, 2026 at 7:41 PM UTC
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