Darkness often catches us by surprise. It has a way of sneaking in, like water being poured through sand, it permeates the seawalls of our souls. And the saltiness it carries is difficult to swallow. Just like the tides, we are in a constant state of being filled, or being taken from. Directed, it appears, at times, by the powerful pull of the moon. Ebbs and flows, we chart our days on the calendar, by good and bad. Not pausing to accept that even the cloudiest days, hold rays of light.
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