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dear past me
In the whispers of time, I meet you, my past,
A tender soul, enduring shadows vast.
Through trials and tears, you stood strong and brave,
A ray of hope, in the darkest cave.

I thank you, dear self, for not giving in,
For finding strength in the midst of din.
Through loneliness and pain, you learned to thrive,
To dance in solitude, to truly arrive.

You paved the way for the path we now tread,
A road less traveled, where thorns lie ahead.
But fear not, my dear, for I walk with you,
Together we'll conquer, whatever ensue.

I promise you this, with every heartbeat,
To honor your struggle, never retreat.
For we carry a vision, bright and clear,
A future of healing, devoid of fear.

So let us walk the way , hand in hand,
Embracing the wounds, until they mend.
For in our resilience, we find our worth,
A testament to the strength of our birth.

Thank you, dear self, for the journey we've trod,
For every scar, a symbol of our god.
With faith in ourselves, we'll rise above,
And make that little self proud with love.