A hug to the little girl I was, shy and insecure.
For that sensitive child who cried, was in pain and lonely.
A hug to the woman I have become, stubborn and imperfect, a warrior with an ever-too-open heart.
For the woman who tries to forgive herself and continues to dream.
For the woman I am, for my victories and my defeats, for all the love I have inside.
For all the times I stood up, for all the monsters I defeated.
A hug to the little girl I always am and always will be, with fairy tales in my heart and a thousand dreams in my eyes.
Chiara Trabalza
Source: Je m'ouvre à la Lumièr
Art: unknown
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