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Adult as I’d Ever Want to Be

My life is mostly challenges– nascent me, afraid to attempt, youthful me, conquering triumphant. Now, adult as I’d ever want to be, bored, spiteful, loathsome, and in dread of loathing. Childishly clinging to want of novelty, efficacy, beauty born from

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