My hope
I got everything I wished for and lost
I got all the best time but lost away like frost
I got friends rich famous but they got lost like a ghost
I lost everything I got although not all but most
But at least
I have hope
My hope is build on nothing less but him
I may be poor but to him rich is what I seem
I may be nothing but to him am a sweet cream
I may be nobody but to him I am an accomplished dream
-Boniface a.
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