6. Hopes.

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While I waited for the bad times to end...
More piled up,
Driving me to a conclusion...

Situations will occur again and again,
And people will make it even worse,
And waiting for the time to turn around won't do any good.

Some nights are longer than usual...
Some days are shorter than any yet...

But honey,
This world's alive on the hopes
of reaching the end of the sea.



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