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Golden Hope

A bird can fly a crooked path
A wolf can speak of a broken world
Life carries on
But in every little corner
In ever single world
Hidden from view and thought is hope
Hope prevails in a broken world
Where we fly a crooked path
A path that is paved with silver sorrow
And a ray of golden hope
Written by Flameweaver
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