With each passing generation, we try to pass on the hate we have for each other. Our ignorance and our insecurities. We load it up on our children like backpacks for their first day of school. But somehow, with each passing generation, they learn to drop some of it along the way. They learn to live with more acceptance, more tolerance. We don't see the change amongst ourselves, but it's there. Across decades, across centuries. It's the only evidence I've ever seen for the redemption of humanity. To keep alive the belief that one day we might just be okay.
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