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From a time before I could even articulate my thoughts, I've sensed a pervasive atmosphere of punishment in the world. Witnessing others, and myself, endure persecution for simply being human, embracing the beauty of our nature, has been a constant theme. Much of what we yearn to express is stifled, sacrificed to preserve the comfort of those around us. Our true desires, actions aligned with our well-being, often remain unfulfilled out of fear of unsettling others. Speaking our truths, embracing our innate instincts, too often results in reprimand. It's a cycle of suppression, penalizing us for honoring what feels inherently right and natural.

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