"The Echo of Becoming"

You are not the silence,

but the sound it waits to hear.

Not the shadow,

but the flame it learns to fear.

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Inside your ribs, a map unfolds—

not of places, but of roles.

The masks you wear, the truths you hold,

the lies you craft in quiet scrolls.

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Your breath is older than your name.

Your tears are fuel, not signs of shame.

The stars you seek are in your skin—

you were always born to begin.

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A single step can break the chain.

A single thought can cleanse the stain.

A whisper inside the storm can guide—

what you seek is what’s inside.

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You are the story you choose to write,

with ink made from both dark and light.

When you forget, just breathe anew:

the soul remembers what is true.