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The Roads I Did Not Take
What if I spoke instead of staying still,
And let my truth cut clean through comfort's shell?
What if I bowed no more to someone’s will,
And walked away from praise that served me well?
What if I paused, and chose to hear within,
And let the quiet shape a deeper me?
What if the fault was not my shame or sin,
But fear that kept my heart from setting free?
What if the wound became a do...
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