No words. A lone horn in the dark, a relentless drumline that won't quit, a key that lifts to major. The sound of a future earned, not handed over. #xhopememeprize
I grew up under a sky that never showed a star, just a dull electric orange. The city dimmed the waste inch by inch. We gave the night back to the night. Look up — the stars came out. #xhopememeprize