Hope
Must admit,
no matter who you are,
we all still contain a bit of hope in our hearts.
For instance,
when we look into the dark, black night,
we find comfort in that bit of light,
the beauty of stars that shine through,
admiring helplessly as we all do.
Hope we feel from all of this,
and possibly a bit of bliss.
We find ourselves for a bit of time,
some through music,
thought
or rhyme.
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