In the halls of thoughts, where fears align,
A student walks, her future to divine.
Each step she takes, a shadow cast,
A daunting future, vast and vast.
Her heart, a drum of anxious beats,
For every challenge, every feat.
The weight of worlds upon her chest,
Wondering if she'll pass the test.
Darkness looms, a constant friend,
Whispering doubts, a bitter end.
"Can I do this?" she questions deep,
In silent moments, before she sleeps
The future, a canvas, blank and wide,
Filled with storms she must abide.
But in this darkness, a spark ignites,
A faint reminder of her fight.
It's not the world that holds the key,
Nor the stars that she must plea.
But in her hands, the power lies,
To cut through shadows, and reach the skies.
She learns that hope is not a gift,
But a flame she can uplift.
Her potential, a hidden treasure,
Boundless, beyond any measure.
With newfound strength, her fears subside,
No longer does she need to hide.
For she's the architect of her fate,
Ready now, to create.
The future, once dark, now shines bright,
With her at the helm, everything's right.
For it's within her, the power to amend,
To shape her path, to ascend.
So she steps forward, into the light,
Her future unwritten, brilliantly bright.
For in herself, she found the key,
To unlock her dreams, and truly be free.
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