Poem 13 · Dawn
why it hurts
The heart breaks, to make space for those suffering. So that they might find refuge.
Anger burns, so that you light the torch of justice — and keep it alive.
Despair makes a void in you. So that hope, like raindrops, fills you up.
Tears happen to all of us. Like a gentle reminder, that we're all the same.
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