"Nostalgia and Strength"
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When I step out, nostalgia grips tight, Life’s beauty, a gentle, glowing light. Yet seeing others, self-sufficient and free, I yearn for that strength, for it to be me. Why lean on others when life’s such a gift? With my own hands, my own spirit, I’ll lift. In the journey of life, I'll make my own way, Self-reliant and strong, come what may. - Priyanka kumari Yaduka