Never Give Up

When minds constrict 
And inspirations lost,
The canvas blank
And hands seem idle,
Though thoughts seem gone 
Do not secede the struggle.
The next gleeming rainbow will form
And the drop of dew that clings to a blade of grass will be born.

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