Angelic Muse
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Adrift, beaten, mired in choleric despair and confusion. Self doubt my devoted, steadfast companion. Rage insidiously depleting me, rendering me empty and brittle. Impossible to staunch the bleeding of my lacerated soul. Their wisdom deemed my spirit inutile and anemic. I purchased their truth of disillusion and injury. In my frailty I renounced and abandoned me. Left with no refuge for a destitute, shadow self. Obliteration was the only escape for being me. Fate intervened, bestowing upon me an earthly angel. Pure in her essence, embracing me in restful softness. Lifting me from this roiling tempest to seize my truth. In my breast you remain gloriously golden, forevermore.
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