At the end of all things, maybe we will remember the beginning.
Perhaps we will know the reason behind our pain and smile because the lessons surpass all that we have lost.
Maybe at the end of life, women will hold hands and chuckle with men who raped, abused, hurt and ostracized them, all in the name of humanity and forgiveness.
Maybe the bitterness and hurt will become like yesterdays news and not a single one of us will hold such great resentment for one another.
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