"I am the 10th of January. I am the Cystic Fibrosis. Yet I still cling on to the hope that I shall 'leave home' and 'find the river.' Though
from a certain perspective maybe everything has already happened. Chesney. Moon. HAwK!"
Don't let us bitter old men destroy the fresh hope of your youth. Find the joy in the places we have forgotten. Find the satisfaction in the
accomplishments of your labor. Because if you lay down and accept our burdens, you may never get up.
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