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Mine Enemy, Myself

We are our worst enemies. We tear ourselves down. We berate ourselves for the tiniest mistakes. We erode our own souls.

This has to stop.

What in you brightens? What in you rejoices? Do that.

Do you love translating? Do so.

Do you love hiking? Do so.

Do you love painting? Do so.

Do the things that strengthen your soul. Do the things that matter to you. If you die, what do you want to be remembered for? Do that.

Do what you love. Let the fire of desire mend your souls.

Let the power of starlight shine within you.

Burn brightly.

Mend. Mend. Mend.

Fire cleanses. Fire heals.

Become who you are. Shine the light of your inner stars.


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