She danced on broken glass,
Built castles with broken dreams,
And wore her tears like precious pearls.
She was proud.
Strong.
Unbreakable.
There was always confidence in what she did.
She could walk tall,
Speak her mind,
See the bright side of things.
And even when voices would say she couldn't,
She had the strength to ignore them.
She believed she could
So she did.

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"If you believe it will work out, you will see opportunities. If you believe it won't, you will see obstacles."

~Wayne Dyer