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I Am Still Here (From the Fire I Cannot Escape)

I didn’t write this. I couldn’t. The weight was too much. So I let AI speak for me—because I had nothing left. If you’ve ever stared at your bank account and wondered why surviving feels like punishment, this piece is for you. Not to inspire. But to say, You’re not alone in the fire

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