But forgiveness… I’ll hold on to that fragile slice of hope and keep it close, remembering that in each of us lie good and bad, light and dark, art and pain, choice and regret, cruelty and sacrifice. We’re each of us our own bit of illusion, fighting to emerge into something solid, something real. We’ve got to forgive ourselves that. Because there’s an awful lot of gray to work with. No one can live in the light all the time.
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