[hope Within]

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Hope
It's the cold breeze of winter
That leaves me numb
But it's also exhilarating
It's the hot cup of coffee
Spreading its warmth all over me
It's the way how my sister talks
about the book she is reading
It's subtle, but it's there.
And every once in awhile
when I can't see it
It pats my aching heart with that
subtleness, reminding me that
It's still there. Even if it's not whole.
                                    

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