Hope
Hope is a beautiful thing
It holds us together and makes us strong
What people don't know is that hope doesn't come with the lucky
Hope doesn't come with the rich
Hope doesn't come with the poor
Hope is a force buried then discovered within each of us individually
It might be hard to see
But we can find it together
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