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She walks with her head high, not with pride or arrogance, but because she knows she's conquered struggle time and time again, and that she has help to get through it. Her head is held high in confidence, knowing that she isn't worthless, that she's wanted. She does smile, and perhaps too much, because she complains about her cheeks hurting. Her eyes are wild and alive, looking for adventure wherever she can grasp it.
But sometimes she zones restlessly outside a window, and wonders what purpose she holds in this world. She knows her talents, enjoys sharing them, but doesn't know how far they'll get her. Her friends say that she's honest, and perhaps that's why she's surrounded by loved ones. Never faking, never running away.
Obsessed with improvement, endlessly trying too hard for something impossibly out of reach, taking another step just to prove how far she can get. Stubborn and crude, easily will slip an insult, knowing she's hurting those that she cares about.
She knows what she could be. She could be anxious, a liar, filled with malice to the brim. She could be a cheater, a beggar, and alone. But with small steps at a time, grieving things as they went, she learned to love and continue to love. And how?706Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTvRwSGwa2D
Because she learned to receive it. We cannot give what we do not have, after all.
Carefully pulls back, looking at what she has, and wonders if it's really okay for her to be this lucky.
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