As it is Imbolc, the holiday of growing light, I wish light upon the world.
Light, to reveal the devils hiding in business suits and behind titles.
Light, to be a beacon of hope for those who feel alone and hopeless.
Let this year be a time where we change what we need to change, fix what needs fixing, and love EVERYTHING.
Love doesn't mean ignore things that are wrong, but, rather, to make them right.
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