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Unsplash</a></figcaption></figure><p id="d3ed">Within every loathsome moment. I became the teacher upon myself.</p><p id="8d5b">The noise followed by more noise. As I thought I knew it all.</p><p id="d696">Defending the watchtower for the battle that I am, and still lost sight of who I need to be.

For years, dancing to my remastered loathsome noises. Within a new altercation, I received words of

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wisdom.</p><p id="4aaa">I can decide to be more of that I preached, or be the addiction that swears it doesn’t need more practice.</p><p id="d312">I can be the executioner who is addicted to what survived, and execute the addiction for deciding to step aside.</p><p id="a245">I can finish the solo race when I’m silence enough to hear. I can still breathe when I’m out of breath.</p></article></body>

Execute the Addiction

Silence the self-judgement

Photo by Kristina Flour on Unsplash

Within every loathsome moment. I became the teacher upon myself.

The noise followed by more noise. As I thought I knew it all.

Defending the watchtower for the battle that I am, and still lost sight of who I need to be. For years, dancing to my remastered loathsome noises. Within a new altercation, I received words of wisdom.

I can decide to be more of that I preached, or be the addiction that swears it doesn’t need more practice.

I can be the executioner who is addicted to what survived, and execute the addiction for deciding to step aside.

I can finish the solo race when I’m silence enough to hear. I can still breathe when I’m out of breath.

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