
In the beginning of your identity, age holds no sway,Size and clothes mere whispers, fading away.Weight and hair, colours fleeting and rare,Yet you’re the books, the words you declare. It’s not just a name or dimples, so fair.You’re the morning voice, croaky but sincere.Hidden smiles, the sweetness in laughter’s embrace,Every tear shed, a testament, a […]
EmbraceYourself
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