A Star

It is okay to celebrate. It is okay to mourn. This is a snapshot of some of my thoughts today-- and perhaps some of yours. 

You are not alone, and it is going to be okay. 

In her concession speech, Vice President Harris ended with an old adage: "Only when it is dark enough can you see the stars."

We will continue to fill up the sky above us with bright creations: the stars of hope-- poetry and song, brushstrokes and sculpture-- every voice matters. 

Your voice is beautiful; let if flow free.

Posted in response to the challenge Post-Election: Stars.

Amalie@kua

VT

15 years old

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