Hope,
like a fragile flame,
Flickers.
in turbulent times
clinging to the light
it Lingers.
in the gloom
time will extinguish this hope,
Just As the light is swallowed by darkness
All Hope must and will die,
extinguished by time,
And impatience,
Time
is the nemesis of hope
And the enemy of youth
Time
without hope
leaves us
Old!
Tired!
Broken!
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