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I wasn't born strong, and the trauma didn't make me that way. I brandish my sword, shakily, uncertain, but raised all the same. My voice cracks but I'll still belt out the words: "Until my heart stops beating, turn-key unwound, my knees will never know the ground!"
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Oct 26, 2025
Oct 26, 2025 at 10:27 AM UTC
Courage
I wasn't born strong, and the trauma didn't make me that way. I brandish my sword, shakily, uncertain, but raised all the same. My voice cracks but I'll still belt out the words: "Until my heart stops beating, turn-key unwound, my knees will never know the ground!"
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Lucida
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Lucida
31/A/USA
Oct 26, 2025
Oct 26, 2025 at 10:27 AM UTC
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