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You survived therefore you are one of strength, you drag your weapon along disgracing it’s power when you can wield it once more to rise up
You don’t understand the pain, you see your scars as signs of victory as signs of life well lived. I do not my wings are a price paid for existing forced upon me, and my weapon as you so call it is a shackle that binds me that reminds me of all that I’ve done