The when an idea seems so inconceivable and unlikely,
it doesn't mean that it can't be true.
The way we can forgive those who hurt us most.
The way grief and joy can exist side by side.
The way peace can grace her presence in the middle of a turbulent storm.
How? We ask.
But we won't receive an answer.
It doesn't make any sense.
No words can describe the intricacy and the insanity of these feelings.
It's only when we endure these paths,
we will see.
Our lenses have been traded.
Our horizons are re-written.
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