Hope
I heard of hope.
It means forgiving the people who left without saying goodbye.
It means cherishing the good memories
And acknowledging the unpleasant ones.
It is a longing to seek out happiness and pursue your dreams.
Hope is the warm ray of sunlight shining down on your face.
Hope is a blank page, ready to tell a story.
Hope is a new beginning.
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