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Two They Came
Two they came,
But two they are not.
Two they slipped, and slide into eternity
Ever wispful, and needed.
Two they go together,
Always following the other.
Two they seem to be
Until they mold and morph.
Two they came,
Until two was one, and one to two again.
And, their names are: Hope, and Despair.
But two they are not.
Two they slipped, and slide into eternity
Ever wispful, and needed.
Two they go together,
Always following the other.
Two they seem to be
Until they mold and morph.
Two they came,
Until two was one, and one to two again.
And, their names are: Hope, and Despair.
Published 10th Nov 2012
| Edited 13th Nov 2012
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