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I live for myself, for my sleeping dreams which rise gently with the dawn. Far from iron gazes and bitter judgments, I trace my own path, I write my sweet truce, following the delicate song of my ephemeral heart.

The chains of expectation break without a sound, and I walk light, free, without a heavy burden. Freed from the thoughts of others and the paths of worries, I become the star that splits the night, a torch shining in the darkness.

One life, just one, precious and fragile, why waste it in the shadow of another fear? I choose the light, a quiet destiny. I follow my own compass, I trace my narrow but true path.

Self-knowledge, mirror of a serene soul. I dive into myself, discover my inner flames. I erect ramparts to protect my domain, pushing away the shadows to embrace all my charms.

Surrounded by laughter and hearts that cherish me, I grow serene, nourished by this sincere love. I take care of myself, every moment enriches me. My health is my jewel, my greatest asset.

Passions guide me like bursts of pure light. I am the architect of my own desires. Each moment lived is a treasure of nature, a beloved imperfection, source of my pleasures.

I finally abandon the comparison. I am unique, I draw my straight line. Every step, every breath, my being resonates. I live for myself, free, without narrow instructions.

Burst of life, breath of infinite hope. I savor every second like a sweet treasure. A full existence, without a tarnished mirror. I live for myself, and my path is Golden.


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