Is it foolish to think a series of small moments can redeem the life ravaged by catastrophe
is it foolish to think a daily good thought can change the way you view the world
is it foolish to think that a new memory can edge out the pain of the past
is it foolish to think that new friends can erase past betrayals
is it foolish to think a place exists where hope lives on
or is the true foolishness to stop reaching out
to the hands that are outstretched
and reside in the comfort
of the darkness
we know
alone
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