Decency as quiet rebellion.
You disarm people with warmth and they never clock the strength underneath it. You're the one who remembers how everyone takes their coffee, who feeds a room to say the thing you can't say out loud. Kindness, for you, isn't softness — it's a stubborn refusal to let cruelty win the day. The Eye sees the spine inside the sweetness: you'd hand over your last slice and call it nothing at all.
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