The hope I killed has
Gained life in my soul.
I lighted it by the light
Of my search.
I look for your happiness,
I look for your love.
I, feel your bliss
To fill the emptiness,
Once made when
You get hurt.
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Yes! Bliss is all pervading! We just have to opt for it! Very nice write