I burst through the door, my face without makeup and for all to see, the plainness, the hurt, the joy that is me, all that I am. I blend into the crowd and am no one special to anyone who can't see past the layers. I ride on the waves of elation and pride. My voice rings out through the day, and my song cuts through the night. My hair is golden warmth spun into dazzling ropes to pull you back from despair. Find your way home, find your way there.
You can embrace the safety of the dark, but don't shun the light. We heal in numbers rather than in solitude.
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