this is the thing about us—
we choose light. not because we have to. because light is something we already know how to be.
like breathing. like praise. like surviving all the way into joy.
darkness will come. tunnels full of it. we will walk through anyway.
because at the end of every dark there is light waiting and that is our greatest hope— the audacity to keep walking until the light becomes us. Keep this.


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