Strength is not what you think it is. In order to be strong - I had to admit that I was not. I had to be broken, I had to be hollowed out.
I found strength in the will and heart of others, and it surrounded me. Gave me armor - gave me vitality. It made me whole, where I was not.
When people say that there is strength in numbers... Believe it.
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