In the tapestry of my life,
Every thread had its place.
My birth story, though shrouded in mystery,
Left behind no trace.
For I am defined by my spirit,
Not by the circumstances of my birth.
A child of the universe,
With boundless worth.
In the tapestry of my life,
Every thread had its place.
My birth story, though shrouded in mystery,
Left behind no trace.
For I am defined by my spirit,
Not by the circumstances of my birth.
A child of the universe,
With boundless worth.