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My New Year Wish

May there be braver days ahead of us
Wiser days
Kinder days
If we can’t see it, feel it then I hope we can create it

May 2019 be the year of giving a shit
We can’t afford not to
May we be steadfast in our empathy

May we continue to be resilient
If not for ourselves, then for each other

We are all scared
But we are not alone

I hope that we find a way to create our own magic in the coming year
We need it now more than ever

May it be our year, whatever that may mean.

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