Hope

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When all hope was lost
I rose
I rose to my feet
And whispered to myself

I told myself I'm stronger than what I think
I told myself this
And reminded
Myself that whatever storm was about to strike me I was capable of overcoming the wavering seas and waves

(Just a small poem dealing with the topic of hope, how it can be found at times of struggle and pain, it's never to far away).

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