The mantra whispers, a seductive lie,
or perhaps a brutal truth, depending
on which side of the precipice you stand.
Hard choices: the jagged rocks of the present,
demanding courage to leap,
to sever ties, to speak the difficult words,
to face the gnawing fear of the unknown.
The sweat of sleepless nights, the ache of sacrifice,
the vulnerability of standing alone.
Easy life:...
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