burnout in A transparent lockbox

  • Sept. 17, 2023, 8:55 p.m.
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How much of myself have I sold? When did the flame turn to ash? I can’t help but feel hollow behind my eyes, like a vacant and decaying house. How did I tire myself to this point? I worked too hard, thought too much, and partied too much and now I’m dull. Will I ever get back to who I was and what I could do?


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