Chapter 2

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For a shadow cast, by what lies within,
Mirrors not the strength, but perceived sin.
Learning to pause, to hold back the tide,
We embrace the growth, from the pain we hide.

Individuality blooms, vibrant and free,
Amongst the monochromes, as a resplendent tree.
In a world designed to forge a solid mold,
It's the uniqueness of souls, we choose to hold.

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