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Writer's pictureSam John

BOUND


I chose.

You flee.

I win. Every. Single. Time.


I am here.

And I am never looking back.

The discomfort. The pressure. The tension. The unspoken realities.


Don't you dare claim your piece of this story.

Not now.


These chains are MY weapons, now.

And I will use them with wisdom, intent, and empathy.


Rewrite your story or fade into apathetic mediocrity.


Yours faithfully,

Qavah.


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