Hope

To grow old to be bitter,
to not bury your soul in what moves you.
To take that first leap of of faith.
To soothe your ambitions your hopes, your dreams.
To slap wrist when : I tried ,I cant i give up arises
in your mind.
To walk freely think lightly, 
to move forward,
to grab on
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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