Molting
Snake whispered,cast off the skin to grow,
life forces you to do the same,
shed old version of yours and flow,
evolve into something,you never tamed.
Do not fear your evolution,even small changes -sparks revolution.
when you are not feeling good enough,
remind yourself how far you have come.
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