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The Quiet Strength

So much silence fills this room, the space between us where words once loomed. I’m learning to listen to my inner voice, the one that tells me I have a choice, when it’s time to stand, to speak what’s true, and to protect myself — not as walls, but proof of the love I’ve learned to give myself. You see, I’ve carried the weight of voices unkind, the echoes of words that fill my mind. The wounds I’ve tended, the scars I’ve known, I’ve walked through them quietly, and alone. But now, staying is worse than the fear, so I’m learning to choose, peace over near. I will not bend beneath the storm, nor shy away from what is mine to form. I learned to bear your anger, your disguise, but now I see with clearer eyes. No more shrinking, or staying small, I’ll take my light, and leave it all. This isn’t anger, its quiet resolve, it’s reclaiming what’s lost, a life evolved. To be seen, to be heard, to be treated with care, not to carry the weight of a life unfair. I’m not leaving you behind in this space, I’m just learning to walk with my own grace. And I hope you, too, find the path that tends, that softens the hurt and to make amends. For no one should carry their burdens alone, we all need hear the call to come Home.

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