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Echo of Hope

my hope has lost its feathers
it's quite the piteous sight
locked inside my lonely soul
hungering for flight

its body bruised and battered
its tender wings plucked bare
exposed to stormy wind and rain
struggling through frigid air

my hope has lost its voice
from singing for too long
but still it nests atop my heart
dreaming of its song

I hear it echo ever faint
though thunder rules the night
my hope has lost its feathers
but not its will to fight
Written by rosegold
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Inspired by "Hope is the Thing with Feathers" by Emily Dickinson
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