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Golden goodness glimmers deep inside me, Radiant mercy, rising, freeing me; Broken body, blistered, bent and blighted, Acne-pitted, pocked and poorly lighted; Wrinkled ridges raking 'cross my visage, Smile-lines snarling, sagging into scrimmage; Lazy lids that lurch in listless leaking, Wandering eye weakly ever seeking; Oily, ugly, haphazardly hairline, Greasy, grimy, gnarled in knots that snare mine; Postured pitched in painful crooked folding, Spine like splintered scaffolds barely holding; Ragged ribs that rasp in raw defiance, Mirror made of me and my compliance.
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Feb 15
Feb 15, 2026 at 2:23 PM UTC
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Golden goodness glimmers deep inside me, Radiant mercy, rising, freeing me; Broken body, blistered, bent and blighted, Acne-pitted, pocked and poorly lighted; Wrinkled ridges raking 'cross my visage, Smile-lines snarling, sagging into scrimmage; Lazy lids that lurch in listless leaking, Wandering eye weakly ever seeking; Oily, ugly, haphazardly hairline, Greasy, grimy, gnarled in knots that snare mine; Postured pitched in painful crooked folding, Spine like splintered scaffolds barely holding; Ragged ribs that rasp in raw defiance, Mirror made of me and my compliance.
Originally 141; changed to 283 after further consolidation.
everie
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Feb 15
Feb 15, 2026 at 2:23 PM UTC
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