(Hope peering through the dark.)
Peering through the dark,
I wait in silence-
Ever looking up.
Within the distance
Is a quasar;
A sign of hope.
Betimes blur.
Betimes faint.
Nonetheless,
How comforting
Such an emblem-
‘Tho it be far.
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