Let us move forward into the light.
Holding hands like lovers who know the fear of the past and refuse to relive it.
Let us move forward into the light.
Holding hands like lovers who find the light in the queries of the unknown.
Who break down the walls built in and around hearts of generational guilt and emotional filth.
Let us move forward into the light.
Holding hands like lovers who know that the sound of our breaths curled into one doesn’t mean we become one, but we are whole, parts of this universal entity that transcends darkness, and manifest itself into these bodies that breathe these curled breaths.
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