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To the quiet ones:
The boy standing in the back of the lecture hall, wondering why
everyone else seems to have the map.
The man who was told that ‘strength’ is a wall without a door.
The man who was told to navigate the storm without being
given the blueprint.
The parents who don’t understand their son’s silence.
This book is for the days when the wind is too loud, the fog
is too thick and the storm keeps raging on, that you feel like
drowning. You are not a faulty structure. You are simply an
architect in training.
Build anyway.
Become anyway