The Anthology
When there is no light left to be found
When there is no light left to be found — when only darkness and solitude remain — we must become the light. Because the man who gives more when it hurts — gets more when it’s over. Aut viam inveniam aut faciam. This is church. Power: On Rise and breathe a purer air.
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