After disappearing for a year, it's now time to go back. Back to the lack of privacy. Back to the strangers that are supposed to be family. Back to the "friends" that are just a group of kids in the same social circle forced to spend time together...
❝Once fragile and broken I found gold and adapted Filling the creases of the damage Into something more; Beautiful and courageous The cracks were deep As the wounds did seep But growth mended the wounds Making me stronger and able to bloom My heart once shattered Became an essence, that was flattered Finding the beauty in tragedy I found that gold came from within me In traces of what I created In places where I once felt defeated No longer was I fragile, For gold made me powerful. ❞
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After disappearing for a year, it's now time to go back. Back to the lack of privacy. Back to the strangers that are supposed to be family. Back to the "friends" that are just a group of kids in the same social circle forced to spend time together. Back to the academy. Back to being Azalea Jasir-DuBois.
