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Hope is near


 The odds of surviving might be rear

But when instinct kicks in you would know it is near

God in his tending power and care 

Would never leave you to snare

The clouds might be dark right here

Wait until tomorrow and never give up for it might be clear

The heavens and it hosts are looking for your rest

 

I know ,sometimes it seem hard to gasps for air

But  you've got to live life at the best

You've got to take wearies out of our chest 

You've got to chase for cheers

Neverthelss keep in your minds that your redemption might be near.

Hope is not in some mansion living an odd life and drinking beer

Hope is my dear and she is right beside me,in my actions and In the plans I share.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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aniketnikhade
<p>I read the entire poem and found it interesting and unique. The best part of the poem are the following two lines, which I liked the most.</p><p>&nbsp;</p><p>The clouds might be dark right here</p><p>Wait until tomorrow and never give up for it might be clear</p><p>&nbsp;</p><p>A very well written poem, which is also interesting.</p>

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