Unwanted tenure, you arise from a feeling of self doubt, self loathing. Of course, I assume I deserve your presence, your gnawing...I even doubt my doubting. Words to describe what I'm supposed to learn, please. Notions of security in my own psyche, if you don't mind. "Arise fair sun and kill the envious moon." Arise fair moon and prepare a death bed for your impending demise. My impending rebirth.

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