when finding yourself being pierced
by the stinger of rejection
rather than declaring war
"Fire bomb every abrasion!"
you gently remove the thorn,
set it aside
where it will do no
harm to anybody,
even yourself,
and when the wound
burns and your ego
aches with fear and pain,
you tell yourself,
"No worries.
You've got this.
Easy peasy.
Piece of cake."
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