
You are a storm.
You’re a gentle stream.
You’re passionate.
You’re smart.
You break walls I thought were made of steel.
You’re kind.
You’re strong.
Like a butterfly, you’re fragile yet so bold.
Baby girl, you can always stitch back pieces of your heart, hug yourself and press start like nothing happened.
You can always come back from anything.
The fire in your heart is your power.
The world, baby girl, is your oyster.
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