Born leader. Entitled to the sky.
You were built to be in charge and some part of you has always quietly known it. You walk into rooms like the sky is already yours, take the lead before anyone's voted, and expect to be followed. Sometimes you are; sometimes it costs you. The Eye sees the real weight of it: leadership isn't the flex you play it as — it's the loneliness of always feeling responsible for the storm, and never quite letting yourself need shelter from it.
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