I saw of the final chapter of suffering and I place my faith in the beginning of the joyful times.
I heard of the last whisper of defeat, and I wait for the triumphant call of victory.
Today, I felt the sorrow and pain around, but tomorrow there will be celebrations and festivities abound.
Verily, it is a time to mourn and grieve, but it is done, and soon it shall turn into happy remembrance and fond memories.
Even as the morning always comes after night, and even the desert thrives when the rain falls.
For what is darkness? It is merely the absence of light. Light but has to shine, and it is overcome.
RIP. :')
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