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Press on the brakes Red lights Slow going. Discouraging. Just across the way White lights shine So promising. Full of hope. And happiness. A color of encouragement and a better day. Yet sitting, stuck, amid a sea of red. Let me remind you of the most crucial detail you forget: Behind every white light glows a red. And preceding every red, just out of sight, is a pair of white lights, shining brighter than day.
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Feb 3, 2016
Feb 3, 2016 at 2:54 AM UTC
Traffic
Press on the brakes Red lights Slow going. Discouraging. Just across the way White lights shine So promising. Full of hope. And happiness. A color of encouragement and a better day. Yet sitting, stuck, amid a sea of red. Let me remind you of the most crucial detail you forget: Behind every white light glows a red. And preceding every red, just out of sight, is a pair of white lights, shining brighter than day.
thepoliticalpoet
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Feb 3, 2016
Feb 3, 2016 at 2:54 AM UTC
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