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Gifted and crafted 1
<p>I came into this world with light in my hands,</p><p>sparkling like a star against the sky.</p><p>It glowed even when I tried to hide it,</p><p>as if grace had already written my name</p><p>on the winds of becoming.</p><p><br/></p><p>But light alone does not make a fire.</p><p>The shaping came...</p><p>with time, with lessons, with patience and resilience...</p><p>each one carving lines where softness used to be,</p><p>each one teaching me</p><p>that beauty is not given, but grown.</p><p><br/></p><p>Gift is the spark,</p><p>crafting is the shaping.</p><p>Gift may open doors,</p><p>but craft keeps them open.</p><p>One brings realization,</p><p>the other builds.</p><p><br/></p><p>I walk between both truths...</p><p>born of wonder, shaped by will...</p><p>a becoming still in progress,</p><p>gifted by grace,</p><p>crafted by time.</p>
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