Perhaps we are all refugees from something, but I see that there is nothing to fear, that the world we hold onto, the lives we cherish, are a part of something greater, something more. I see it so clearly, that hope, that chance of life, and I know it’s worth fighting for.
I wonder, do we all know where we belong? And if we do, in our hearts, why do we so often do nothing about it? There must be more to this life, then what I am doing right now, I want a place to belong.
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