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It begins without
the neat arithmetic
of worth.
No flag raised,
only muscle toward peril;
blind courage does not
await applause.
It does not deal in
the soft currency
of thank you.
It leaves the world
unchanged in its turning,
but altered
in its meaning.
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To be worn out
by the very work
you once begged for—
with the life you asked to live.
To be tested
by the shape
you gave your own world,
challenged by a climb
you once dreamed
would be yours.
To see the small, quiet life
you used to lead
shrinking in the rearview.
And to feel overwhelmed
by the bloom of it all—
the growth,
the noise,
the motion—
and know:
this was once
only hope.
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