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It is struggling to make a move, to escape the walls that have kept it confined for so long.
So many denials acting as conduits for unexpressed pain and grief.
The battles always seem more than too much to bear …
Closed doors, glass ceilings, gossip girls and fake pearls all lined up in a row.
The judging feels endless, relentlessly plucking away at every fiber.
Character, quality, content, can-do attitude rarely, if ever, make the final cut.
But she keeps pushing.
He keeps pressing.
Fighting back against everything fighting to hold it down.
Until finally … confidence, again breaks free.

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