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Feb 16, 2026

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You don't know how special you are.

Words said to me,
I say to you.

Flattery,
or rings of truth?

The world needs you
to be your best,
The world needs you
to clear this chest,
to take a breath,
to find your rest.

Too much to do,
too much to see
that the world needs you
more than the world needs me.

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