Posted by Anonymous - January 18, 2012

With malice in our minds and sadness in our hearts
We trudge forward slowly,
Waiting for the dawn and tearing
Not of anger but of joy.

For what may lie ahead should be beautiful and momentous
Beyond reckoning.
The future is our beacon,
The hope that we reach for when the tenacity of our souls reaches its bitterest depths.

Let there be light.

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