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Some days the clouds feel like
They are conspiring to hide
The light from us;

It’s the moments when someone’s eyes are so fragile that you know they could break apart at any moment,

The moments when sorrow and loss seem the only commodity anyone can speak of

The moments when it feels like the weight of everyone’s problem have some to rest on our lungs
And we can’t find the strength for a single breath of life

In these moments, I hope we will always remember that for all the sad eyes that gazed upon us we were their light,
And our kind voices were the winds that pushed their clouds away

I hope we consider this next time we feel like giving up!