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They told her to wait —
for love, for luck, for life to begin.
She waited at first… like they all did.
But seasons passed, and doors stayed shut.
So, one morning, she stopped knocking.
She packed her courage, wore her scars like jewels,
and walked into a world she wasn’t invited to.
She didn’t wait for a hand to hold.
She built her own ladder — and climbed.
They called her reckless.
She called it freedom.
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They told her to wait —
for love, for luck, for life to begin.
She waited at first… like they all did.
But seasons passed, and doors stayed shut.
So, one morning, she stopped knocking.
She packed her courage, wore her scars like jewels,
and walked into a world she wasn’t invited to.
She didn’t wait for a hand to hold.
She built her own ladder — and climbed.
They called her reckless.
She called it freedom.
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