The Hope
The Hope,
It sits there.
Right there.
Trapped.
The Hope,
Is yelled at,
Is tugged at,
Yet it sits there.
Right there.
Waiting.
The Hope,
It wants,
It needs,
Yet it sits there.
Right there.
Anticipating.
The Hope,
Is unguarded,
Is free.
And it runs.
Away from the Doubt.
Achieving.
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