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To Live

A strength lies buried, hidden until needed. Not a superpower, not a weapon, hidden it remains. Resilience is its name. A refusal to break, the pledge it makes. Gifting one the ability: rising through the flames, reborn like a phoenix, never-ending fighting, crawling for air, for survival, to live. My Strength.

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