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I remind myself of all the times I swore
I couldn’t do it
when I was ready to give in
the fear too palpable to swallow

I think of those moments
life-changing decisions I couldn’t see myself
seeing through
and think of who I am today

the antithesis of that fear
the phoenix from that rubble
I take those ashes and scatter them
like confetti

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