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That which is thought to work against us has been chiseled like the fine shards of a diamond.

Some will be worn, and flaunted down virtueless runways, where lights demand we dim our thoughts and exit stage left to self-importance.

Some will cut, and lead us to still more lights, drowned in hallways of masked indecision, where medicine demands we dim our physiology and exit to parking lots of self-control.

That which has been chiseled like the fine shards of a diamond can form a ring around our evolution, and brighten our souls if we are willing to accept the pain.