Intramorphosis
I was quiet.
I was bleek.
My life consisted of listening to what others said.
I grew strength.
I grew power.
I decided to follow my own path instead.
I am willful.
I am passionate.
I have finally became cogent.
I will be memorable.
I will be important.
My memory will remain potent.
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