For Me, By Me
Thank you me, for mornings I rose, when my bed whispered comfort, and the world imposed. For the nights I lingered, books spread like wings. Learning through struggle, through failures, through things. Thank you, me, for the tears that fell. For every silent fear, I learned to quel. For the courage to stand when doubt knocked loud. For turning each stumble into something proud. Thank you, me, for small victories won. For every hard- fought battle, for all that I've done. For surviving the storms, for daring to try, For being my own hero beneath the sky.
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