In the End, Light Wins

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I wake to the sun bright and shining.
Wondering where my day shall lead,
I start with a simple plea.
I hope that this new day,
Brings joy my way.
Although the sun shines bright,
Darkness seems to penetrate.
I am not sure where to turn.
I am not sure where to run.
With each move made,
chaos seems to reign.
Like a dense fog,
crisis hovers and drowns.
It is a battle in which,
there is no end.
Every decision made,
every step taken,
seems to draw us further away.
It is a burden which,
cannot be swayed.
Still I trudge,
searching for the light.
Behold,
the light,
although faint,
will always penetrate.

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