There are days when life feels like an endless fall. Friends leave, dreams slip away, and I watch others soar while I remain grounded. Each fall feels heavier than the last, and the weight of disappointment presses hard against my spirit.
But every time I hit the ground, there's a spark; a stubborn resolve to rise again. Maybe it's hope, maybe it's sheer will, but it pushes me to stand tall each time.
I'm not sure when I'll reach the peak, but with every stumble and every climb, I'm learning that rising is where I find my strength. And so, I rise.
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