Acceptance.That's the meaning of Hope
for me.The aching soul torn...
between natural love and desire and,
never is ready to grant the self.
Water falling, time ticking, the clock running
clockwise...
something will never happen and
the soul does not want to agree
upon that.
What is the purpose of Hope
after all.
To bring the thirsty near the well.
To see there is no one else.
The first purpose served,
the person goes away lonely.
What
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