Late in the night
She balances on a tightrope;
Just on the edge of falling.
She's standing on a line between giving up and how much more she can take.
Midnight.
It's a lonely time.
It's a dangerous time.
But it's also a time where we learn.
We discover our limits.
We realize our hidden strength.
We can know that even with our battle scars we can live another day.
Because midnight doesn't last forever.

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"Every night her thoughts weighed heavily on her soul, but every morning she would get up to fight another day. Every night she survived."

~R.H. Sin