It's the light at the end of the tunnel, isn't it? It's what we are born into, it's what we strive to see in the end. But it's the light in the middle that gets caught in the crossfire. So many people go through life with their light snuffed out. Those are the ones we must save. Th people who continue to share their warmth with others just so they don't have to feel their pain. Because they know how suffocating the darkness is. If there's one thing that we can offer this world, it's safety for the ones who can barely brave daybreak.
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