Some folks has a lot of things around them that shines for other peoples. I think that maybe some of them was in tunnels. And in that tunnel, the only light they had, was inside of them. And then long after they escape that tunnel, they still be shining for everybody else.
I finally saw Precious on Saturday. I still can’t stop thinking about it. That’s pretty much the highest praise I can offer any work of art. It’s not easy viewing, but I highly recommend this study in trauma and humanity.
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