Relationships

A big pile of soiled clothes looking at me across the room --- wash me.

The loud tick-tock sound of the wall clock --- it's nearing 8PM, hear me.

My Anthro readings lying on the bed --- read me!

Dry and humid evening --- feel me.

Why can't I make it final? What's stopping me from leaving it?

I want to be free . . . yes. Free from the chains of our past, of the inequality, of what went before.

I have to free myself. I will be strong. I will be disciplined. I will hope.

I am solid. I am rock-hard. I am stable.

(repeat for two weeks) this will make me overcome it all. I believe.

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