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Just one breath, of unpublished air. One organic despair. One step to repair my damaged window. My misled gaze. My programmed eating, ate my days. One word to pull me from my habit While I claw at the walls like a mindless rabbit. Trapped in my whole endless war, an obligation to my spirit drowning in the need within it. I'm drowning in the human image, the crafted icons and social spillage. I search for rescue in nail-scratched writings in the wall of the cell I've spent my life in.
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May 9, 2025
May 9, 2025 at 8:51 AM UTC
Cell, Me, The World
Just one breath, of unpublished air. One organic despair. One step to repair my damaged window. My misled gaze. My programmed eating, ate my days. One word to pull me from my habit While I claw at the walls like a mindless rabbit. Trapped in my whole endless war, an obligation to my spirit drowning in the need within it. I'm drowning in the human image, the crafted icons and social spillage. I search for rescue in nail-scratched writings in the wall of the cell I've spent my life in.
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32/M/England
May 9, 2025
May 9, 2025 at 8:51 AM UTC
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