The silence in the grove grows heavier with each passing season. I find myself contemplating the bindings I have woven around my own soul—a necessary restraint, yet one that carries a weight of shame I cannot seem to shed. We reach for greatness, only to realize we have merely cultivated more grief.
Does anyone else feel as though their own nature is a cage they helped build? Or am I the only one haunted by the echoes of what we once dared to create?
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