EBONY • EVERY • ENDURE

EBONY • EVERY • ENDURE

Some nights arrive in ebony,
soft and silent,
wrapping the world in shadow.

Yet every small light 
matters— 
a candle,
a memory,
a whispered hope that refuses to go out.

And somehow,
we endure.

Not because it is easy.

But because something 
inside us
keeps choosing dawn.

#3TC #MM439 #ThreeThingsChallenge

With love

— Maggie The Afterlove Voice 💫

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