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You pick them up. They pull you down. You want the best for them. they don’t want you to outgrow them You choose growth. They choose comfort. You bleed, you fight, you earn it— And still… They call you the lucky one
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Sep 16, 2025
Sep 16, 2025 at 8:30 AM UTC
The lucky one
You pick them up. They pull you down. You want the best for them. they don’t want you to outgrow them You choose growth. They choose comfort. You bleed, you fight, you earn it— And still… They call you the lucky one
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23/M/England
Sep 16, 2025
Sep 16, 2025 at 8:30 AM UTC
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