“May the days you wish you were somebody else
never return.
May you learn the braille of glory and happiness
until the sidewalks sing with everything you truly
are,
and the street corners cave in your name,
and the nightmares are no more.
May the faith engulf depression into ash.
May the choirs of demons be muffled,
silent like the breeze
of an explosion.”
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