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Worth.

  • cynthiafoustvenner
  • Jun 24, 2021
  • 1 min read

I am done defining my worth.


I am completely over selling myself.


What I am into, is embracing my quality.


My quantity.


Letting the merchandise shine.


Allowing the product to sell itself.


The actualization that every person, place, and thing, has a buyer.


Seeing a development in myself.


Seeing a product that needs no advertisement.


A new commodity.


Assets.


Not rushing, but waiting until someone finds them completely valuable.


Or perhaps, sees perks and traits, that are invaluable.


Traits that are so attractive, they will never let go.


And make you reminded of your own contributions.


And you remember your glory.


You are reminded.


Not just of your value.


But of your worth.


Cheers to starting over.


Xoxo,

C.

 
 
 

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