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“I Bent… But I Rose” — Petula I bent… but I never stayed there. Life tried to fold me into something small, something quiet, something easy to forget— but I was never built that way. I learned how to stand with tears still in my eyes, how to smile with a storm in my chest, how to walk away without looking back. You thought I would break— but breaking isn’t in me. I rebuild. I rise. I become. And every scar on me is proof… I didn’t lose— I transformed.
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Apr 12
Apr 12, 2026 at 10:20 PM UTC
I Bent But I Rose
“I Bent… But I Rose” — Petula I bent… but I never stayed there. Life tried to fold me into something small, something quiet, something easy to forget— but I was never built that way. I learned how to stand with tears still in my eyes, how to smile with a storm in my chest, how to walk away without looking back. You thought I would break— but breaking isn’t in me. I rebuild. I rise. I become. And every scar on me is proof… I didn’t lose— I transformed.
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Apr 12
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