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They say:be authentic But didn’t tell you how to "stay authentic" How to stay authentic"YOU" how to stay authentic"ME" When every encounter,every relationship urges me to leave parts of me .As a child i loved brown rock candy cubes,they were supposed to sweeten tea,but I preferred to taste the utter sweetness just by letting it dissolve in my mouth. And I can’t help but see the metaphor in it now. I am like a rock cube that meets tea,and without wanting it,I lose myself in it,I surrender my shape,and have no means to recollect what I gave.But with the heat of the liquid,I had no chance to stay whole. The tea is still the tea,just sweeter. But I ,I became just an adjective.
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May 5
May 5, 2026 at 11:02 AM UTC
Me vs. the tea
They say:be authentic But didn’t tell you how to "stay authentic" How to stay authentic"YOU" how to stay authentic"ME" When every encounter,every relationship urges me to leave parts of me .As a child i loved brown rock candy cubes,they were supposed to sweeten tea,but I preferred to taste the utter sweetness just by letting it dissolve in my mouth. And I can’t help but see the metaphor in it now. I am like a rock cube that meets tea,and without wanting it,I lose myself in it,I surrender my shape,and have no means to recollect what I gave.But with the heat of the liquid,I had no chance to stay whole. The tea is still the tea,just sweeter. But I ,I became just an adjective.
I often feel suffocated in proximity of people,I feel swallowed by their presence,I just wanted to explore that emotion.
Petrichorblue
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F/Germany
May 5
May 5, 2026 at 11:02 AM UTC
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