April 8, 2026 · Source: Medium
I Became My Mother at 4AM
No one prepares you for the kind of life that settles in quietly
Voice8
Lyric intensity7
The line9
Mind under feeling8
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Literary mean 8.2 / 10
I have been a night owl of epic proportions.
At 9 PM, I would calculate my future like a fraud.
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