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Unlearning
on growing up
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on growing up
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What feels like a hundred years ago, I made this statement: What was I thinking, straightjacketing myself in this way? Since that fateful morning, I've reverted back to my teenage insomnia, having dozens of sleepless nights. Just night after night of no sleep. I am that thing I
gaming
the wonder and desolation of the deep
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On digging deep to move forward
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My loneliness is killing me
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good things for cold, dark days
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Awkward television, cli-fi, and lots of lovely games