Because there was darkness before dawn, I knew the warmth of the hands I raised

Before I knew it, I had been in the night for a long time.

It felt like everyone around me was walking under a dazzling sun,

while I alone was left behind under the cold moonlight.

That is what I felt.

I don't have any burning passion.

Will I just disappear like this, without anyone noticing?

Unable to believe in my own potential,

I could only watch the time pass by.

I was afraid of getting hurt, so I chose to do nothing.

However, one day I realized something.

Darkness is by no means despair.

It is a preparation period to know the brilliance of the light that will come next.

I lifted my heavy body and climbed the hill overlooking the city.

The air was still cold, and the city was asleep.

Even so, I raised both my hands high.

Toward the sun I had yet to see,

as if to prove that I am here.

At that moment.

The eastern sky suddenly split open, and the light of the morning sun pierced through my entire body.

My frozen palms are miraculously warm.

When I touched that warmth,

I saw small, yet certain particles of light spreading from the hand I had raised.

Passion is not something given from the outside.

It was something born from within myself,

when I wished to change and reached out into the cold night sky.

Do not fear the darkness. The hand you have raised is the very switch that will illuminate your own future.

If you feel like you are still in the night right now,

please, do not give up.

The deeper that darkness is,

the more blindingly bright and warm the coming sunrise will be, beyond anything you can imagine.

First, why not try reaching out just a little?

The switch for your passion is already just within reach.

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