The world may whisper what you should be,
A shadow, a copy, a faded decree,
But stars don’t compete for who shines the most,
Each one is endless, each one is its own!
Your laughter, your silence, your unsteady song,
The edges that feel like they don’t quite belong,
They are colours that paint the sky only you know,
A canvas of wonder where wild gardens grow!
To walk as yourself is a brave and gentle art,
A vow made in secret, held close to the heart,
No mask can outlast what burns deep and true,
There is only one story and it lives in you!
So, rise like the dawn in your own quiet way,
Don’t trade your horizon for someone else’s day,
The world needs the light that only you bring,
A once in a lifetime history, whether it is Winter or Spring!

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