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The Disease Called Hope
You hope for kindness
Something you cannot give
You hope for lasting happiness
Something you do not know
You hope for perfection
Something that does not exist
Life aches
The pain of age thrives
Ever blinded
Mystically illusioned
Hope shrouds
Throw away all fantasy
Die a dreamless death
Forget tomorrow
Something you cannot give
You hope for lasting happiness
Something you do not know
You hope for perfection
Something that does not exist
Life aches
The pain of age thrives
Ever blinded
Mystically illusioned
Hope shrouds
Throw away all fantasy
Die a dreamless death
Forget tomorrow
Published 25th Mar 2021
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16th Apr 2021 9:08pm
Oh I love this one ... crisp ... to the point ... brusque ... in a good way ...
