The Sun cried, “See me! Let me shine!
Give me your warmth, your love, your time!”
But Saturn stood stern with a mountain to climb,
And childhood grew serious before its time!
No easy embrace, no soft place to fall,
You learned to stand tall, to face it all!
While others sought shelter, you mastered the fight,
Turned tears into courage, made darkness your light!
Oh, little one, growing up far too soon,
Learning life’s lessons beneath a cold moon!
But here’s the big question, the truth shining through—
Did you choose independence, or did it choose you?
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