Hopes Unborn.

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Life's adventures, my puzzles are getting solved. Sing me a melody, my mood i'll get soothed. HOPING  u would bake me some fresh  truth, like  bread outta an oven. Raw but cooked. Bare in all authenticity. Flaws laid uncovered, and yet proud. Wishing to get gifted with tainty tulips clipped in nature's perfect beauty. Dreaming of being so happy, I'd forget ive ever been to earth's little hell.Or maybe get hidden in my own little haven, created just for my fantasies. Holding on, hoping and hovering"Digging for that Flicker of hope, that will lead me on. Nursing dreams, of better luck and of Shinier battles that I'd win, to give me the needed strength to soar.

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