I am woman, I am me!
My past may define me,
but I am who I was inspired to be!
I started in the mud,
but that's where all roots grow,
Then I grew up,
and blossomed in my growth,
Unprepared for the hate that could follow,
For choosing to face the fire of fears that created my mold,
I still choose to remain humble,
because I made peace with my past,
and I made a promise to myself that I will not let anything drag us back after all that real hard work to set me free, from the burdens, burdening me. Now I no longer feel like that reflection of me creating those false realities!
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