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Sep 1
You cannot prevent the progress that is already underway.

𝔉𝔩𝔞𝔲đ”Ģ𝔱đ”Ļđ”Ģ𝔤 𝔲𝔭𝔰𝔠𝔞𝔩đ”ĸ𝔡, đ”Ŧđ”Ŗ 𝔠đ”Ŧđ”˛đ”¯đ”°đ”ĸ 𝔩đ”Ļ𝔤đ”Ĩ𝔱 𝔱đ”Ŧ đ”Ąđ”žđ”¯đ”¨đ”Ģđ”ĸ𝔰𝔰, 𝔟đ”ĸ𝔱𝔴đ”ĸđ”ĸđ”Ģ 𝔱đ”Ĩđ”ĸ đ” đ”¯đ”Ļ𝔭𝔰, 𝔟đ”ĸ𝔱𝔴đ”ĸđ”ĸđ”Ģ 𝔱đ”Ĩđ”ĸ 𝔩đ”Ļđ”Ģđ”Ļđ”Ģ𝔤.
𝔏đ”Ļ𝔰𝔱đ”ĸđ”Ģ đ”Ļđ”Ģ, 𝔱𝔞𝔨đ”ĸđ”Ģ 𝔟đ”ļ đ”ĸđ”ŗđ”ĸđ”¯đ”ļ𝔱đ”Ĩđ”Ļđ”Ģ𝔤, 𝔲đ”Ģđ”Ļđ”ŗđ”ĸđ”¯đ”°đ”žđ”Š đ”ĸđ”Ģ𝔡-𝔱𝔞𝔨đ”ĸ.
𝔄 𝔰𝔱đ”Ŧ𝔩đ”ĸđ”Ģ đ”Ĩđ”ĸđ”žđ”¯đ”ą, 𝔱đ”Ĩ𝔞𝔱 đ”Ļ𝔰 đ”Ļđ”Ģ đ”Ĩ𝔞đ”Ģ𝔡, 𝔩đ”Ŧđ”ŗđ”ĸđ”¯đ”° đ”Ąđ”¯đ”˛đ”¤, 𝔞 đ”Ĩđ”ĸđ”žđ”¯đ”ą-𝔟đ”Ŧđ”ĩ 𝔠𝔞đ”Ģ𝔡đ”ļ, 𝔠đ”Ĩ𝔞𝔩𝔨đ”ĸ𝔡, 𝔞𝔰 𝔱đ”Ĩđ”Ļ𝔰 𝔴𝔞𝔰 đ”´đ”¯đ”Ļ𝔱𝔱đ”ĸđ”Ģ đ”Ŧđ”Ģ 𝔱đ”Ĩđ”ĸ 𝔴𝔞𝔩𝔩𝔰.

Progression in the making, "you can't stop what's in the making." Its her gaze... frightened? Your darkness and light 📌. The juxtaposition of her fear and your conflicting traits only adds to the complexity of the situation. It's as if the universe itself is aligning to bring about a change that cannot be halted. The progression that is unfolding is inevitable, and no amount of complexity of the situation. It's as if the universe itself is aligning to bring about a change that cannot be halted. The progression that is unfolding is inevitable, and no amount of resistance can stand in its way. Embrace the unknown, for it is in the making and cannot be stopped.

đ”‡đ”¯đ”Ļđ”ŗđ”ĸđ”Ģ. 𝔈𝔠𝔰𝔱𝔞𝔰đ”ļ đ”Ļ𝔰 𝔰đ”Ŧđ”Ēđ”ĸ𝔱đ”Ĩđ”Ļđ”Ģ𝔤 𝔱đ”Ŧ 𝔤đ”ĸ𝔱 đ”Ĩđ”Ļ𝔤đ”Ĩ đ”Ŧđ”Ŗđ”Ŗ đ”Ŧđ”Ŗ, đ”ĸđ”Ģ𝔱đ”Ļ𝔠đ”Ļđ”Ģ𝔤𝔩đ”ļ, đ”ĸđ”Ģ𝔱đ”ĸđ”¯đ”ąđ”žđ”Ļđ”Ģđ”Ļđ”Ģ𝔤. 𝔈đ”Ģ𝔱đ”ĸđ”¯đ”ąđ”žđ”Ļđ”Ģđ”ĸ𝔡. đŸĨ€đŸ™ˆ
đ”“đ”žđ”¯đ”Ąđ”Ŧđ”Ģ đ”Ēđ”ļ 𝔚.𝔄.𝔜.𝔖.📌
𝔉đ”Ŧđ”¯đ”ĸđ”ŗđ”ĸđ”¯ đ”Ģ 𝔞𝔩𝔴𝔞đ”ļ𝔰...
𝔄𝔩𝔴𝔞đ”ļ𝔰 đ”Ģ đ”Ŗđ”Ŧđ”¯đ”ĸđ”ŗđ”ĸđ”¯,
𝔐đ”Ŧđ”¯đ”ĸ 𝔱đ”Ĩ𝔞đ”Ģ đ”Ŗđ”Ŧđ”¯đ”ĸđ”ŗđ”ĸđ”¯...
𝔈𝔱đ”Ĩđ”ĸđ”¯đ”ĸ𝔞𝔩, 𝔰đ”Ŧđ”Ŧđ”Ģ 𝔠đ”Ŧđ”Ēđ”ĸ𝔰 đ”Ŗđ”žđ”Šđ”Š, đ”Ļ 𝔴𝔞đ”Ģ𝔱 𝔱đ”Ŧ đ”Ŗđ”žđ”Šđ”Š đ”Ŗđ”Ŧđ”¯ đ”ļđ”Ŧ𝔲💋đŸĨ‚âžļī¸Ž
ℭ𝔲𝔭đ”Ļ𝔡đ”Ļ𝔱đ”ļ, 𝔠đ”Ĩđ”Ŧđ”Ŧ𝔰đ”ĸ đ”ļđ”Ŧđ”˛đ”¯ 𝔴đ”ĸ𝔞𝔭đ”Ŧđ”Ģ, 𝔭đ”Ļ𝔰𝔱đ”Ŧ𝔩 𝔤𝔩đ”Ŧ𝔠𝔨 441âžļī¸Žę¨„
ℜđ”ĸđ”ąđ”˛đ”¯đ”Ģ đ”Ŧđ”Ŗ đ”Ļđ”Ģđ”Ŗđ”Ļđ”Ģđ”Ļ𝔱đ”ļ, đ”Ēđ”ĸđ”žđ”°đ”˛đ”¯đ”ĸ𝔡 đ”Ļđ”Ģđ”Ŗđ”Ļđ”Ģđ”Ļ𝔱đ”ĸ đ”Ŗđ”Ļđ”ĸđ”¯đ”ļ đ”Ŗđ”Ļđ”¯đ”ĸ, đ”ĸ𝔱đ”ĸđ”¯đ”Ģ𝔞𝔩 đ”ĸ𝔱đ”Ĩđ”ĸđ”¯đ”ĸ𝔞𝔩 đ”Ļđ”Ģđ”Ŗđ”Ļđ”Ģđ”Ļ𝔱đ”ĸ đ”Ŗđ”Šđ”žđ”Ēđ”ĸ𝔰 đ”Ŧđ”Ŗ đ”ļđ”Ŧđ”˛đ”¯ 𝔡đ”ĸ𝔰đ”Ļđ”¯đ”ĸ. 𝔇đ”ĸ𝔰𝔱đ”Ļđ”Ģđ”ĸ𝔡 𝔱đ”Ŧ đ”ĸ𝔱đ”ĸđ”¯đ”Ģđ”Ļ𝔱đ”ļ.
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Written: September 1, 2025
Keyara S Trotman
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Keyara S Trotman  22/F
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