In the realm of human grace, Where kindness reigns, a gentle embrace, Let not my gentle spirit fool your sight, For within this heart, there lies a mighty might.
Misinterpret not my kindness as a sign of weakness, For beneath this gentle surface, lies an unyielding essence. I am kind to all, a beacon of compassion, But when unkindness meets my path, I'll stand with unwavering fashion.
For kindness is not a sign of fragility, But a testament to strength, a resilient agility. It's the ability to rise above the fray, To hold compassion even when darkness holds sway.
So do not mistake my gentle touch for meekness, For within this heart lies a spirit, bold and fearless. I will face unkindness with unwavering grace, And let my actions speak, leaving no trace of dismay.
For kindness is my armor, my shield so bright, Protecting my spirit, guiding my light. I will carry it with pride, a beacon so true, And when unkindness meets me, my strength will shine through.
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