Morning sways 𓇢𓆸

Each morning writes what’s still unknown,

a chance to grow, to stand, to own.

Not every step needs to be fast—

hope is rising, built to last.

No rush, no need to prove or chase,

just quiet mercy, steady grace.

What felt heavy in the night

loosens in the newborn light.

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