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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I grew up in a house where quiet girls were taught to mute their magic, to inherit hunger as habit, to wear obedience like a charm against chaos. But a rebel lived beneath my ribs~ a spark fierce enough to trouble the gods, a flame Prometheus might have hidden in the hollow behind my heart. I carried three hundred pounds of silence, a body built from borrowed belief, each pound a pledge to mediocrity I never meant to make. Like Demeter searching the underworld, I wandered through my own shadowed depths, both seeker and captive, both the darkness and the one defying it. Breath became my rebellion, rising against the old stories, moving through me with a slow, steady courage loosening the lies stitched into my skin. I shed the self-spun shackles that shaped my silence, the silk-thin stories I once mistook for truth. I stripped away the soft-voiced scripts that said appetite was identity, that desire was disorder, that change was a forbidden fire. I felt the ego’s elaborate costume begin to crumble~ its velvet vanities, fretwork of fear, its lace-lined legends that kept me bound to borrowed belief. I let them fall like false finery, a quiet cascade of discarded myths as I stepped into the woman I was meant to become. Like Gair splitting the sky, I tore through the tyranny of my conditioning. I rose lighter, sharper, a woman remade by defiance~ a rebel who returned to herself.
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