I don't know why the world is the way it is
Why we are forced to play pieces in this chessboard of good against evil
Of circumstance
Why it can be so unjust
Unyielding
And oppressive
I don't quite know why
All I know is that letting that oppression into our hearts kills us slowly
And gratitude goes a long way towards remediating that
It's a great start at least
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