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Senses battered, I curled into myself. My world had shifted. I lived only to survive, to find peace, to fly. You found fault with my entire being. With all that I was, and all that you wouldn't let me be. At night I prayed for the strength to stand tall, and not to hide in the shadows. to leave, and not to look back. When the day finally came, I wept bitterly. My tears for the girl you had broken, but not for the woman I had become. I had found the force inside me to run, to fly and rise above you. I had grown, and courage had given me power. You may have clipped my wings, But I can still fly.
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