Hope
Submitted By: Raphael Cherian
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I could see them — Death and Darkness, beside my bed, waiting patiently. O, how I longed to be with them. For my days were lonely and abysmal. But that is in the past, for now, Hope fills my soul. Hope is a powerful thing, they say. It’s what makes men soar above the clouds. There is one who taught me to hope — to her, I can't be thankful enough. Her thoughts — precious. Her voice, like that of angels. The rain is not so harsh now, but rather, it caresses the young leaves. The birds don't screech anymore, for they sing a pretty song.
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