Hold on a little longer—not forever,
just longer than the feeling says to stop,
just long enough for the season to remember
to turn before you reach the drop.

I know how long the long night is—I've lived one.
I know how permanent the pain can feel.
But every person who has held on past the hardest
has found something the morning chose to reveal.

Hold on. Not because it's easy.
Hold on because the alternative is final
and this is not your final hour—
this is hard, not terminal.
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