To everything a time

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To everything a time, a season.
All that is gold does not linger,
All that is dark must pass.
In everything a lesson, a reason.
The brightest stars are found,
When the night is most black.
So keep on fighting, loving, living.
The greatest struggles lead,
To the most glorious victories.
This is only the beginning.

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