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Don't be afraid of being your own Sunrise

Sometimes we wait far too long for things to change and convince our self that tomorrow the Sun will rise again and the darkness will stay away but we fail to realise that darkness is not the problem. Sun cannot solve all the issues. It's the lack of belief that there is a light within you that keeps you away from the moon, the stars at night. There is light everywhere but more so in your eyes that look at things as a reason to stay strong or feel weak. You need to realise that when the sun goes down, it's still leaves its power behind for you to breathe and see the possibilities in the dark as well. You don't need to wait for the next day to start again, the moments that change the lives are not born with sunrise, they are born when you start changing what needs to be changed. 
 Don't be afraid of being your own sunrise.
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