I am born. The staircase is looming, calling, it is time to begin the climb. I am told higher and higher you shall go, always up, keep rising. I am not told I am falling, descending the stairs, battling the shadow, unsure of how to win. I see the answer I have won against the shadow I no longer need to be told. I embrace the knowledge and continue the climb.
Reason for writing:
Looking forward to life and learning from every mistake.
Birth sign: Not entered
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