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HOPE

My baby, my hope
After what seems like a heartbreaking pain
Dwelt my joy and unimaginable happiness
The blood of my blood
The bone of my bone
He filled his lungs with his first earth
And cried a cry of recognition
For he already knows what the world holds and has chosen a path

With hope in my hands, I forget
My scream of pain
The slight visit to death
Hope is worth the cries, pains and even death

Take a look at my heart
Swollen in love for hope
He won’t achieve greatness. NO!
Neither does he have just a drop of greatness
He is great for he is born great


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