I’m not the tallest.
I’m not the strongest.
I’m not the biggest.
I’m not the most handsome.
I’m not the wealthiest.
I’m not the smartest.
I’m not the sexiest.
In any individual category, I’m bested by countless men.
I’ve been rejected, scorned, mocked, and passed upon - for things completely out of my control.
I know what it’s like to be eaten up by the world and left feeling small.
The thing is, I’m not just one category.
What I am is a conglomerate of unique parts, and there’s no one else on this planet that’s made of those same parts.
I will continue to be rejected, told that I could do things better and pressured to conform to the ways of the world.
But I will not. No man can temper the flame that burns inside me.
See, my magic is not the strength of my muscles nor the size of my ego.
My magic is never giving up!
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