For What Tomorrow Brings...
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Last published Tue, Aug 11, 2015
Love exists but does not show. Concealed perpetual until lost and revealed forever when regained in full glory. Alas, none be the most adept in handling such fragility, the most precious of earthly and heavenly gifts. For many brave souls dare to venture into the deepest depth fathomable, deeper than even the wellspring of emotion that is the human heart. Mortal eyes dare not gaze into the black abyss of nothingness without knowing what has been emptied from them.
There are fewer worries in this world that stun the human imagination greatly than that of a future uncertain. Carved out of despised arrogance is the foresight to plan for every possible outcome, never knowing there are very few probabilities that all ends meet in one spot. Tomorrow is the dreadful, sorrowful yet lovely promise of a new dawn to rise from the ashes of today's suffering. Hope is most present in the desire that when tomorrow comes, what it brings will surely make all that is lost and broken, even a discarded heart, renewed.
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