The night brings horrors; I feel torn inside

But I woke up to the light, and saw me

 

Raw, pure, in fragility

The kind of fragility that makes everything more beautiful and worth protecting

The kind of power that does not need to be proven

 

Innate, all-encompassing, and serene

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