In the stillness of night, I breathe out the weight of my days. I'm grateful for the threads that tie me to the land and to those who came before me, carrying the stories of their struggles and dreams.
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I'm grateful for the threads that tie me to the land and to those who came before me, carrying the stories of their struggles and dreams.
Thank you for the chance to walk this earth, with all its beauty and uncertainty. May I honor the roots you've given me, and may they guide me forward in my own journey.
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