Hope
There is always light at the end of the tunnel
Hope
Oh, hope, a beacon in the darkest night,
A light that shines so bright, and guides us to new light.
A gentle whisper, that echoes in our heart,
A promise of tomorrow, that never departs.
With every dawn, a new chance is born,
A fresh beginning, where dreams are reborn.
The stars align, like diamonds in the sky,
A celestial showcase, of possibilities that lie.
In the face of adversity, hope stands tall,
A resilience that's tested, and proven through it all.
A flame that flickers, but never fades away,
A warmth that comforts, and chases the darkness of day.
Oh, hope, a gift that's ours to hold,
A treasure trove, of promise yet untold.
May we nurture, this light within our soul,
And let it guide us, to a brighter goal.
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Juliusly
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