We seek a “yes,” a helping hand,
Yet fear to walk, to take a stand.
The easy road, so soft, so wide,
Keeps growth and strength locked deep inside.
But trials teach, and struggle mends,
The soul that fights, the will that bends.
No borrowed light, no step untried—
True strength is found on paths denied.
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