We hold the door. We hold the line. We hold the hand that won’t be named. We keep it moving. We keep it shut. We keep the promise no one wrote. Not heroes. Not headlines. Just bodies between the damage and the day. We stay. We hold. We leave.
We hold the door. We hold the line. We hold the hand that won’t be named. We keep it moving. We keep it shut. We keep the promise no one wrote. Not heroes. Not headlines. Just bodies between the damage and the day. We stay. We hold. We leave.
