IrreplacedA Poem by Sad Unc Days 3562The 'official' path. I don't have the time, or energy for it. And yet. I cling to my rules like a newborn to a mother. Is it twisting, or an unfamiliar arena, or just not mine? maybe it's served its purpose, and like all things needs to go. But with no replacement, it's worse without. So it stays.
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Added on January 9, 2026 Last Updated on January 9, 2026 AuthorSad Unc Days 3562AboutFinally cracked, and the pain is spilling forth is this a good thing? more.. |

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