In life’s grand theater, where spotlights flicker,
Not for perfection’s stage, but for rain-soaked slicker.
Dancers of trials, leaping over barricades,
Triumphs etched in scars, where resilience cascades.
To the brave souls who weathered youth’s storms,
Challenges towering, yet undeterred they performed.
Stumbling blocks sculpted into stepping stones,
Setbacks transformed into fierce comebacks, unknown.
Vulnerable hearts, strength sprouting like blooms,
Dreamers amidst nightmares, hope’s fragile plumes.
Warriors, seen and unseen battles they waged,
Scars worn as honor, courage engaged.
Survivors, rain-dancers, their stories unfold,
Emerging from turmoil, hearts steadfast and bold.
Indomitable spirits, beacons in dark nights,
Guiding others toward resilience’s light.
Melodies of triumph, symphonies of survival,
Echoing across journeys, shared revival.
To you, brave souls, resilient and true,
May your stories inspire, uplift, and renew.
For adversity’s face, you’ve boldly embraced,
Teaching us what it means to truly overcome.
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