Let the tension go, like waves emanating from you. You are a speck of dust in a vast universe.
Give little kisses to those around you. Hold them with the delicacy of the stars for tomorrow is never promised and today may be full of trauma.
We gasp today like people just above water. But still we swim. But still we swim.
This is the mystery of resilience, the groanings of the oppressed.
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