As we mature into adults we lose that most important thing that we depend so greatly on as children, our parents. So, instead of reaching out to our fellows, we cry to the heavens for a surrogate to hold us and explain our lives and give us meaning in the dark. All the while we are only inches away from another searching or one willing to guide us to the light of reason.
It only takes a hand to hold to realize that we are not alone as we may think. One word may be all that is said to ease our fears. Only when we finally see that we have been looking in the wrong direction will our eyes be open to the truth.
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