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Intro. My brother... he taught me that some cages aren't made of iron bars, but of fear, silence, and the cruel weight of expectation. He taught me that beauty, especially this kind, can be a merciless curse, blinding others to the agony that festers beneath the surface. My only hope... perhaps it lies with someone who possesses the rare sight to look beyond my physical appearance, someone who isn't afraid to confront the profound shadows I carry. Perhaps it lies with you, if you are brave enough to truly see me.
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Intro. My brother... he taught me that some cages aren't made of iron bars, but of fear, silence, and the cruel weight of expectation. He taught me that beauty, especially this kind, can be a merciless curse, blinding others to the agony that festers beneath the surface. My only hope... perhaps it lies with someone who possesses the rare sight to look beyond my physical appearance, someone who isn't afraid to confront the profound shadows I carry. Perhaps it lies with you, if you are brave enough to truly see me.
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@Daniel Luis
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