In the garden of my being, I find a bloom,
Petals of self-love, dispelling the gloom.
A dance with shadows, a solitary waltz,
Embracing my essence, in self-love’s exalt.
Rooted in self-sufficiency, I stand tall,
A sovereign soul, I heed my own call.
No borrowed light, within me it resides,
A flame of resilience, where strength abides.
Mirror, mirror, reflection divine,
In self-love’s embrace, I brightly shine.
No seeking approval from external eyes,
For within, the treasure of self-love lies.
A fortress of self, self-sufficient walls,
Guarding against doubts, as confidence sprawls.
I am the architect of my destiny,
In self-love’s sanctuary, forever free.
Whispers of self-compassion, a gentle breeze,
Self-sufficiency’s anthem, sung with ease.
No dependency on external decree,
In the arms of self-love, eternally.
So let the world spin, in its chaotic spin,
In self-love and self-sufficiency, I begin.
A symphony of empowerment, a life composed,
With love for myself, the greatest prose.
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