Your kindness gave me permission to soften.
To step out from the armor I wore too long.
Your friendship has been a quiet gift—
not loud, not demanding,
just steady and sure, like a sunrise I can always count on.
No rumors here—just the truths that friendship teaches
Your kindness gave me permission to soften.
To step out from the armor I wore too long.
Your friendship has been a quiet gift—
not loud, not demanding,
just steady and sure, like a sunrise I can always count on.
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