I cannot compete with the world.
There is so much untapped talent brimming, surging against wave gates once strong and oppressive – but now bending.
How is anyone to hear me in the storm now pressing, soon coming?
I will stay small in my might, encapsulated as a pearl, ever shining – yet hiding within it a star which, when the time is right, will burst alight – having been carried to its rightful destination by the high tide.
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