I was born into battle
a world that tested me, a love that constrained me,
but never a force strong enough to stop me.
She raised me to believe,
to press my feet into the earth and call it my own,
but still, in her mind,
I am a shadow of what I have already become.
I do not wait for permission to rise.
I do not shrink to fit into the past.
I am a woman,
etched by survival,
formed by my own hands.
Ms. Butterfly Genesis
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