Guinea pig My spirit has deflated. Mortality, without consent, took a needle and burst it, leaving my body behind, flat and distorted. Barely present. But here. This prize I earned from lessons never learned, because tragedy is only valid if it teaches you. Lies! Pain is not a curriculum. I will not continue as the universe’s guinea pig
No longer will I be the universe’s guinea pig!
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