You may
feel weak,
Broken,
Lost,
Forgotten.
You may
not know
Where
to go,
What to
do,
Why
you're here.
You may
only know
Pain,
Defeat,
Confusion.
But you
are not alone,
Not
abandoned,
Not
forgotten,
Not
worthless.
When
what lays in front of you
Is a
valley,
A
mountain,
The
shadow of Death,
Remember:
Valleys
are nature's cradles,
Mountains
are large anthills,
And
shadows require light.
Remember:
No one
knows the future.
We all
stumble through the dark,
Feeling
around in an attempt to understand.
And
remember this:
The
only way you'll get anywhere
Is with
one step at a time,
And you
long ago learned to walk.
-Zero
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