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Hope
I look through eyes that once could see
but now are blind. Blind to all that brings
happiness and joy in life. I see only the
dreariness of existence and the grey
melancholy that drapes it all. But when I
look at the night sky and see the stars, a
faint emotion can be felt. That emotion is
hope.
but now are blind. Blind to all that brings
happiness and joy in life. I see only the
dreariness of existence and the grey
melancholy that drapes it all. But when I
look at the night sky and see the stars, a
faint emotion can be felt. That emotion is
hope.
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