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They say "old habits die hard"

but somehow she stands her ground.

Even after they shatter her walls and tear her down,

that one piece remains standing.

It helps her rebuild from square one.



With a little help from her buddies,

(perseVERAnce, WILL to survive, and deterMINAtion),

she puts down the razor...

wipes away her tear...

sprints an extra mile...

eradicates her fear...

stands up a little taller...

cracks a tiny smile...

dusts her shoulder off...

closes her eyes and deeply breathes (for a little while).



All that's left are

distant echos of her soul's shrilling screams...

Dried sediment of previous tears...

No regret. No resentment...

No looking back into previous years.



This

is where

she takes

her first

step through

the Unknown Gates



...and a new feeling of indescribable joy sweeps over her existence.