In the quiet of my growing years, "
I knew who I was beneath the weight of others' eyes
I knew the paths I'd walk, and those I'd leave
behind.
No comparison can chain me, no shadow can define me.
I step away from the storm, toward a quiet I must craft slowly, fiercely, until my peace blooms from within."
I knew who I was beneath the weight of others' eyes
I knew the paths I'd walk, and those I'd leave
behind.
No comparison can chain me, no shadow can define me.
I step away from the storm, toward a quiet I must craft slowly, fiercely, until my peace blooms from within."
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