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I chose not to cover my struggles
I chose not to disguise my bruises
I chose not to hide my flaws
Now, I walk with strong, upright strides


My eyes open wide like the suns rise over the land in the early start of its day.
I was conscious of the dark
And Still I stood and lingered.

I chose not to cover my struggles
They made a masterpiece out of me
I chose not to disguise my bruises
They dressed me a champion
I chose not to hide my flaws
They taught me a fighter

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