A quiet hum, a gentle glow, Inside my heart, I start to know. Not tied to what the world may say, My worth is mine, come what may. A steady light, it will not fade, A precious gift, divinely made. I am enough, this much is true, A beautiful soul, completely new.
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My Worth
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A quiet hum, a gentle glow, — Inside my heart, I start to know.
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