A poem printed on paper with gentle shadows falling across the page.
When the quiet shadows lengthen, and the whispers turn to doubt, there's a fire deep within you that the world can't put right out. You have stumbled through the static, you have weathered every gale, carrying a quiet promise that your heart will not turn frail. Do not wait for grand permission, do not look for signs of gold; you are both the steady anchor and the story being told. Take a breath against the friction, let the heavy armor fall—when you stand inside your power, you are strong enough for all. by Timia on a bright background with calmness Mehr sehen
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