And if it were for myself,
I'd live quietly, unnoticed.
In service to those I love.
Happily caring.
Nurturing,
But fire exists within.
Ignited by the woman who made me.
Her sacrifice, struggle and pain
Brought forth a light that must be honoured,
That must be seen.
For that reason I reject safety,
I reject mediocrity.
I reject comfort.
And instead will search.
For all that will keep this flame alive.
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