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Just like the rare flower surviving the storm,

Hope will be waiting, fresh and reborn.

Hold on for the finer days yet to come,

Lift your weary eyes towards the rising sun.

Forget all the reasons why it won't work, and believe the one reason why it will.
Life is not about waiting for the storm to pass, it's about learning to dance in the rain.