A Self-Love Journey:
Growth can be lonely,
But for her, it’s peace—
A sacred solitude where she reflects,
Renews, and transforms with ease.
Every time she’s reborn,
A cycle of endings and starts,
No longer scared of the world,
She carries courage in her heart.
Her greatest fear was to be seen,
So she’d sit, listen, and read,
But now her voice is a need—
A call to awaken, to plant a seed.
She knows she is divine,
A creator, a force, a flame,
She holds love, light, and magic
Within the chambers of her name.
Her throat chakra is clear,
Her truth flows strong and pure,
Her words raise vibrations,
Her power, ever sure.
She’s changing worlds with her voice,
An alchemist in her prime,
Speaking to the divine,
Knowing she’ll turn out just fine.
For she is protected,
A light that won’t be dimmed,
A beacon of love and magic
Transforming the world within.
-Tee🦋

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