Hope

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I am hope
I am held throughout tragedy
Through out times of despair
I am a last resort

I hold the desires of many
I hold the secrets that may cut
I hold the promises to the loved
I try to keep them all

I am lost
Sometime I can not hold them
They break
Like glass
I can not put them together again

I try
So very hard
To not break myself
But sometimes I do
I am hope

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