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and give this life-- to someone who can make light of it give it to the tired mother who gives her soul to her children; broken tenderly into bite-sized pieces. give it to the struggling patient, who fights to live, and stares at the sky like it is almost home. give it to the resilient human, who sits, head dipped, behind the cage built not of justice, but false lies. and, please-- give it to the child, who has heard more bombs than fireworks, yet still holds the world's hope within tiny, shaking hands. in my hands, it is-- no more than a drop of water in a vast desert. so i pray it be given instead to the heart who deserves this life, and more.
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Mar 17
Mar 17, 2026 at 8:17 PM UTC
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and give this life-- to someone who can make light of it give it to the tired mother who gives her soul to her children; broken tenderly into bite-sized pieces. give it to the struggling patient, who fights to live, and stares at the sky like it is almost home. give it to the resilient human, who sits, head dipped, behind the cage built not of justice, but false lies. and, please-- give it to the child, who has heard more bombs than fireworks, yet still holds the world's hope within tiny, shaking hands. in my hands, it is-- no more than a drop of water in a vast desert. so i pray it be given instead to the heart who deserves this life, and more.
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Mar 17
Mar 17, 2026 at 8:17 PM UTC
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