The urge to defend yourself
is the ego demanding a witness.
Do not rush to correct the narrative.
Watch who believes it without question.
Their judgment reveals their character,
not the truth of your name.
Let falsehood speak.
Let silence observe.
Let time expose what argument cannot.
Some accusations are not wounds to heal
but filters doing their quiet work,
separating those who know your worth
from those who never knew you.
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