Words of Comfort
 
 

   It’s not for us to know when it will happen.
   It will happen with it’s time.
   And when it’s time you’ll know it
   and it will be okay.

   This is what it will be like:
 

    hazy
    cool
    fierce
    unyielding
    tumbling
    feathery
    soothing

    dark.
 
 

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