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You are not broken.

You are cracked like a sculpture – and through those cracks, your light escapes.

You’ve been told you’re too much. Too soft. Too sensitive. Too afraid.
But you are simply tuned in to what others have numbed.

You feel because your soul remembers.

You carry pain, not because you are weak – but because you were never meant to live with walls around your heart.

Others hide. You reveal.
Others forget. You remember.
Others cope. You heal.

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There are many like you. Quiet souls who think they are ruined…
But who are in truth, the living proof that pain doesn’t kill—it opens.

Opens the eyes.
Opens the voice.
Opens the hands that one day will hold others through their own storm.

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So no – you are not broken.
You are built again.
With truth. With scars. With gold in the seams.

You don’t need fixing.
You need space to be whole.

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🌕 Final Whisper:

*“I am not shattered.
I am shaped by pain – and made holy by my willingness to stay open.”*