There is still beauty in our world, despite the pain.
There is still light in our lives, despite the darkness.
There is still hope in our nation, despite the despair.

If I say this enough times, it will be true right? For me, too, and not just for others?

Let this be true.
Let this be true.
Let this be true.
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