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On Becoming Good at What We Get Praised For

It’s easier until it’s not. You try to numb it, to pretend that it still works. (Your body knows.) Until it destroys you. Those grooves that got reinforced over and over and over again break through. And then               you fall. Into the ether.               The darkness. Who are you here?               Without the titles?

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