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The cries of those left behind
There are moments in our lives when we find ourselves at a crossroads.
The choices we make in those moments can define the rest of our days.
And, of course when faced with the unknown, most of us prefer to turn
around and go back.
~ Lucas Scott
With Tired Eyes, Tired Minds, Tired Souls, We Slept
Does this darkness have a name? This cruelty, this hatred. How did it
find us? Did it steal into our lives or did we seek it out and embrace
it? What happened to us, that we now send our children into the world
like we send young men to war? Hoping for their safe return, but knowing
that some will be lost along the way. When did we lose our way?
Consumed by the shadows, swallowed whole by the darkness. Does this
darkness have a name? Is it your name?
~ Lucas Scott
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