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Hope?

Hope?

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From the recesses of dim light,

A beast comes alive.

A silent one,

Growing in the darkness.

It is called hope,

They say.

But, I doubt,

It tells me what I'm not,

What I should have been.

Hope, they say,

But, cloaked in disappointment.

The beast recedes,

As daylight strikes,

And it is the rule of reality,

That wins, hopelessly.


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