Magic ray of hope
Promises of
still some scope
Of breath of life
In lifeless body
Lying motionless
In syncope
Like a strong foot hold
On a tenuous track
Where even your
Only life line
Has been cut
And you are stuck
Out in the cold
The only ray of hope
Just enough to warm
Up your sinking heart
Give you scope
To live few more moments
Replete with repose
Yes all that I want
Is that magical
Ray of precious hope
Just one ray per day
And I too will sail through
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