Let me have my peace.
Let me have my soul.
Let me have my freedom.
I want to start riot.
I want to make some noise.
Life is worth living.
Start a revolution.
I want to change the world.
I won't hold back.
I refused to be silenced.
It's my time to shine.
It's my time to rise.
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There is always a moment — small, quiet, almost forgettable — when the spark stops being a warning and becomes a state. It never looks like a turning point from the outside. It’s not a dramatic shift. It’s not a cinematic beat. It’s a subtle internal click, a recalibration so slight that only someone who has lived this cycle as many times as I have would recognize it.
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Jasmine, keep shining!