What I dream of at Christmas

I sit by the window and look out into the dark night. Candlelight illuminates the room and the scents of Christmas fill it. Everything is calm, peaceful and solemn. As it should be, on Christmas Eve. The whole world seems alright because it’s the part that I can see. More is not accessible. There doesn’t seem to be more. But I know better People are still sleeping in tents, in refugee camps, because nobody wants them and they don’t know where they belong, children are being exploited and animals are being exploited. Especially animals. Lonely, abandoned, freezing, starving, imprisoned, abused. Whether humans or non-human animals, no exception is made. And although I know that so many forces are working to maintain this state, I dare to dream.

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