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Hope

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You are the thought,
the one to keep me awake,
stirring in the latest hours,
your name stuck to my lips,
desperate just to catch a glimpse.

Hope flickering,
a candle flame,
jumping and twisting,
don't let the wind blow it out,
just a whisper,
could dash it for good,
with it gone,
so goes my hope,
for the shred of happiness left.
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