Desperate Hope
In desperate hours, when shadows cling tight,
Hope flickers bravely, a fragile light.
Through this or that, uncertain terrain,
Desperate hope, a beacon in the rain.
A silent plea in the darkest scope,
In desperate hope, we find the rope.
A slender thread amid life's slope,
Guiding us through this or that, we cope.
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