Hope: a bright shining light which keeps darkness at bay
Like a gentle cold breeze passing through a hot summer day.
You seek for more when others think you had enough
The thought of dreaming of tomorrow, simmering down under sorrow
Those sparkles in those teardrops that we shed from our eyes
A beautiful thing that never dies
Light as a feather, and holding everything together
Something that is ubiquitous and free of all cost
The last thing that will ever be lost...
Hope.
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